The Runaway Groom Chapter 214


    Chapter 214


    Stan spoke from the other end. “I’ve checked. Ian Jefferson had been to the manor, where your child


    was kept. The boy went missing afterward, and it is most likelyn’s doing. Also, Moneypenny had


    mentioned that your grandfather wanted to keep things quiet, but they bumped inton when they did a


    paternity test


    Isaac frowned. “What paternity test?”


    “Your grandfather needed to ensure that the boy is your child, and it was proven that he is,” Stan


    replied.


    For Isaac’s part, he never doubted that the child was his ever since he found out that she had a child-


    he was the only man Irene had ever been with.


    On the other end, Stan hesitated for a while before saying, “Sir, we don’t have any leverage against


    him…”


    After all, Henry had disownedn and his immediate family to appease Isaac. They were not given


    anything from the family estate.


    Even so, Quincy Moore had used her savings to start a nightclub called ‘Charmed‘ for her son,n. It


    was only because she tried to kill Isaac again that he destroyed it


    Right now, their only livelihood was rent on several factories and some shares


    “Keep an eye on them constantly, and have them inform me the instant they notice anything. Also,


    you’reing back to the office–there’s something I need you to do,” Isaac said, havinge up with


    a n. just then.


    “Yes, sir,” Stan replied.


    Isaac had barely hung up when Irene asked impatiently, n Jefferson? Isn’t he your cousin? Why


    would he take Tommy away?”


    Irene was aware that Henry had two sons.


    The elder was Andrew Jefferson, Isaac’s father.


    The other was Greg Jeffeson, his uncle.


    Irene also knew that Greg and his family were not living at Jefferson Manor, but she was not aware


    about the blood grudges between them and Isaac.


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    Naturally, outsiders were not privy to their family squabble, and mentioning it at all hurt the family


    reputation. Drama like this would inevitably be gossip for everyone else once it leaks out!


    “Because Tommy is my son,” Isaac said casually.


    Irene became even more confused just then. “But if he’s your cousin and you know he took Tommy, we


    should just ask-”


    “This isn’t the ce to talk. Let’s go inside,” he said, putting an arm around Irene’s shoulder.


    Irene had calmed considerably, since worrying is meaningless now. Instead, they should find out what


    was happening, and why It took Tommy.


    The first floor of the Light Group headquarters was very spacious. To the right was the front desk,


    several couches, and a water dispenser. At the center was a corridor leading to the elevators, and


    Isaac took one with Irene to the top floor.


    When they walked past Debbie’s desk, Isaac told his secretary, “Cancel everything on my schedule


    and get us two coffees.”


    Yes, Mr. Jefferson,” Debbie replied.


    Isaac kept a hand around Irene’s waist as they headed to his office, and he opened the door. “Go in.”


    Irene entered, and he closed the door behind her, freeing his cor and nonchntly throwing his


    jacket


    on the couch.


    Irene had been too anxious to notice before, but she saw the dark circles under his eyes just then.


    He had not been sleeping well… Was he worried, too?


    Whatever the case might be, Tommy was his child.


    “Do you love children, Isaac?” she asked, trying to ascertain his stance on Tommy.


    Isaac turned toward her with a thoughtful look, seemingly reading her thoughts right then. “You mean,


    am I going to acknowledge Tommy as my own?”


    Irene pursed her lips, but her silence meant that it was exactly what she thought.


    “Of course I would love my own children.” He walked up to her, his expression serious even as he


    pulled her by the wrist so that she could sit on the couch. “Irene–when we find Tommy, I’ll marry you so


    that everyone knows you’re my wife, and that he’s my son.”


    Irene was actually surprised that he would suddenly say that.


    Her heart rippled, as if a boulder had been thrown into a cidke.


    “You want to acknowledge Tommy as your legitimate son?” she asked.


    Isaac’s eyes were so tender they could melt any woman’s heart just then, and he quietly said, “No, I


    want a family.”


    And in that family would be the woman he loved and their child.


    Irene saw the yearning and hope in his eyes-it was the most vulnerable she had ever seen him.