Chapter sixty one


    Laura


    Isabe entered the room without acknowledging me and went straight to her bed. She climbed


    onto it and curled up without uttering a word.


    I stood there, waiting for her to speak, but she remained silent.


    "Isabe, are you alright?" I asked, observing as she slowly opened her eyes and looked at me.


    "I''m... anxious," she whispered, her voice barely audible. I blinked in surprise, unsure of how to


    respond.


    "What''s troubling you?" I inquired. "What happened to make you feel this anxious?"


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    Isabe sat up and wiped a tear from her cheek. "I''m just... unsure if you''ll still like me," she


    confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.


    "That''s not true," I reassured her. "What could possibly make you think that?"


    Isabe sniffled and nced down at herp. "I''m worried that Vivian will take you away from me,"


    she admitted, tears welling up again.


    I sighed and wiped away her tears. "Why would you think such a thing, Isabe? I''m disappointed to


    hear you say that," I said, my disappointment evident on my face.


    "With the way you''ve been treating me differently and opening up to Vivian, I can''t help but think that


    I''ll be discarded and she''ll be the one you prefer," she exined, her words causing anger to


    rise within me.


    "Stop speaking such nonsense, Isabe. I would never do that. I''m not foolish. You are the one I


    want and cherish. Vivian won''t take you away from me or rece you, do you understand?" I said


    firmly, and she nodded.


    "Now, let''s put those thoughts aside and smile for me," I said, offering her a smile to encourage her.


    Isabe wiped her eyes and managed a small smile. It wasn''t much, but it was a start.


    "Much better," I said, returning her smile.


    She blushed slightly and looked away. "I promise I won''t dwell on it anymore," she said.


    "That''s good to hear," I said, patting her on the back.


    "Would you mind if we change the subject?" she asked.


    "Of course not," I replied. "What would you like to talk about?"


    "I was curious about what you and Vivian discussed earlier," she said. "Did she mention anything


    about her parents?"


    I raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Did you overhear our conversation?" I asked.


    "No!" she quickly denied, looking embarrassed. "It was actually Oregon and Vivian."


    "Did they both talk about it?" I asked, still taken aback.


    "Yes," Isabe confirmed. "She mentioned that she had asked you to find her a martial arts trainer


    while she was working on the case."


    "That''s true," I said, feeling a bit ufortable discussing it.


    Isabe noticed my hesitation and seemed apologetic. "I''m sorry if I''m prying. I don''t mean to make


    you ufortable."


    I sighed and shook my head. "It''s alright. I''m fine."


    "Um... So, do you n on finding a trainer for her?" Isabe asked.


    "Yes," I smirked, and her expression turned dull.


    "I have a n," I added, and she perked up a bit.


    "A n?" she asked. "What is it?"


    "I intend to bring someone in to distract her," I exined, and her eyebrows raised.


    "Why would you want someone to distract her? Is there something rted to the case that you''re


    keeping from her?" Isabe asked, surprise evident on her face.


    "Not exactly!" I replied sharply. "I want to bring in a trainer, but their main purpose will be to distract


    her and possibly create a rift between my son and her."


    Isabe''s eyes widened, and her face lit up. "Wow, I understand what you mean, and I like the


    idea!"


    "Of course, I know what I''m saying. I think it will be beneficial for you. That way, you can also get


    closer to Oregon and win his heart," I said.


    "I really need you to start looking for a trainer. We can bring them in after we execute our n," she


    said, and I became confused.


    "n? What n?" I asked.


    Isabe frowned, pouting her lips like a child who had lost their candy.


    "Why are you saying that? Out of everything, you had to forget our n," she said.


    "It''s my fault; I won''t use my old age as an excuse. Can you remind me?" I asked, chuckling.


    "I know you''re being sarcastic. Anyway, the n is for us to get Oregon drunk or high on Monday


    and lock Vivian up. In the end, I will be the one he sleeps with," she exined, and a sigh escaped


    my lips.


    "I''m embarrassed that I forgot. I''m sorry, Be," I said.


    "No, it''s alright. I''m starting to think it''s just old age," she said, and I chuckled.


    "So, how should we go about finding this trainer?" she asked.


    "I''m not sure, but I know who can help," I replied.


    "Who is it? Let''s not waste any time and reach out to them," she said eagerly.


    "It''s actually Stephen, Oregon''s beta," I revealed, and her eyes widened.


    "Oh..." Isabe''s voice trailed off. "Call him so he cane over."


    I raised an eyebrow, amused by her statement, but I understood her eagerness. "I just don''t want


    my son to find out that Stephen helped us. Oregon is already disappointed and angry that Stephen


    and I even talk sometimes."


    "Stephen is the only one who can help us. Don''t worry, I''ll make sure Oregon and nobody else finds


    out," she assured me, standing up and walking to the center table. She picked up my phone and


    handed it to me.


    "Call him now, Queen Laura," she whispered.