Chapter 453


    Chapter 453


    Isaac stood loftily as he looked down uponn as if he were an ant.


    "I told you-you would wish you were dead.”


    His hands were shaking endlessly and his veins were bulging over the back of his hand!


    They were both Jeffersons, and yet he had lost everything including his own dignity, while Isaac


    remained perched on his lofty branch.


    Losing again was already humiliating, but he had to lose so thoroughly too!


    Pushing himself up from the floor, his facial features contorted with rage even as he growled, "You''re


    just scared, Isaac


    Jefferson. You''re not manly enough to kill me with your bare hands. Do it if you dare, don''t give me a


    reason to belittle you.”


    He suddenly dashed toward Isaac in ast-ditch effort to kill him, but was subdued the instant he


    moved.


    “Time for your meds,n," the director of the asylum said just then.


    Ever since he had been brought in, they had been injecting him with a drug every day.It would leave his


    muscles enfeebled and withering, denying him even the strength to kill himself.


    That was exactly the case for the present. Once injected, they immediately threw him down on the


    floor, not afraid that he might escape.


    After all, he did not have the strength, and there was a tracker imnted in his body.


    He was never getting away.


    Naturally, the feeling of not even being able to die... left him wishing he was dead.


    Even so, he reared his head andughed crazily.


    "Isaac... You didn''t really win, did you? You''ll suffer for the rest of your life because Irene Spencer is


    dead! Hahaha... I tried everything, even slipping into Zachary te''s wedding and having an attendant


    send her that note. I would''ve caught her if she fell for it and went upstairs alone, but she didn''t.


    I then turned my sights on your kid while you''re gone, and it worked perfectly! My whole n went so


    smoothly just because you were abroad!


    Even if I''m now your prisoner, I didn''t really lose-I killed Irene Spencer!"


    Every mention of lrene’s name left Isaac''s expression darkening.


    He was the one who sent that note at Zachary''s wedding?


    Isaac had certainly been careless-he should have been more wary, and Irene would have been safe.


    Turning around, he growled, "I don''t want to hear his voice."


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    The director understood and had someone gagn before having him clobbered.


    More or less satisfied, Isaac then left the room with the director in tow, saying, "There will be more


    donations today."


    “Thank you, Mr. Jefferson!" the director quickly said. "Blue Hill Mental Asylum would not be still


    standing if not for you."


    "Just keep him alive,” Isaac said tly.


    "Of course," the director assured him. "We will be keeping a constant eye on him, and he will eventually


    lose his mind, mingling with the real loonies.''


    With that, Isaac got into his car without another word and headed to his office.


    The building was actually the old Light Group headquarters, now used as an office for Remy. Light


    Group had also been renamed Twinrise after Isaac acquired thepany in its entirety.


    He was sitting behind his desk when James entered, handing him a document envelope. "Mr.


    Jefferson, I think this woman is looking for your mother''s grave."


    Isaac did not open the envelope, but he had a hunch who she might be.


    Even so, he asked, "Who is it?"


    "I''ve checked, it''s Mick Gooding''s daughter with..." James kept his gaze lowered as he allowed his


    voice to trail off.


    He did not want to mention Yvaine Lynd, just as he had no idea how Isaac was going to react to the


    daughter she had with Mick.


    "I don''t want to see her in this country," Isaac growled, opening another folder instead, scanning


    through the contents swiftly before putting his signature on it.


    "Yes, sir," James replied, but just as he turned, someone barged into the office.


    Debbie the secretary was ring at the woman but told Isaac humbly, "I''m sorry, Mr. Jefferson. She


    forced her way in-I couldn''t stop her.”


    Debbie had immediately requested to be transferred back to the country after learning that Irene had


    died, and James agreed to it since he needed the help here.


    Right now, Isaac was getting difficult to handle, and having another person would make things much


    easier.


    That being said... What was this woman doing here?!