Chapter 727

Henry was leaning on his seat, his body covered under a blanket.He was skinny and withered.

The wrinkles on his neck were distinct and his eyes were sunken and dull, while his face was covered in irregular patches of liver spots.

Aman like him should be surrounded by his children and grandchildren, reveling in familial joy, but Henry appeared desolate and miserable.

Even so, Irene still felt no sympathy because it was all Henry's own fault, and he could not blame anyone else.

"I know you want me to talk to Isaac.After all, you're old and need family now more than ever, don't you?"

"Would you help me?"

Henry would certainly admit that he was old and needed company.

"Don't you have Ian Jefferson already?"

Irene pointed out icily.

still blaming me

rasped feebly— even his voice

the past.I won't pursue it any further," she said, holding his

you had your agenda.You wanted me to soften him, so

that not the case?" Henry asked impatiently in return

believed that his choice back then was

in no

satisfy your selfish favoritism toward

to atone for Isaac's parents' death, instead

Greg's family? The only one you ever sacrificed was Isaac alone, and he would not be this cold if you had punished even one member of Greg's family.It's selfish of you to keep

the rant, Irene took a moment to

did later was even worse.How is he supposed

"I'm selfish?" Henry disagreed.

buy him a parent's love? He lost both parents when he's ten.How much happiness do you think he even remembers? Don't you know the environment he grew up

was becoming agitated the more he

one attempt on his life, and you know who did it.Have you ever

Henry frowned.

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