Chapter 627
Zachary turned around and saw that it was Rainie, but he did not try to hide.
In fact, he was smiling. "Nothing."
Rainie glanced at the car driving off into the distance, and she then narrowed her eyes at him. "You definitely
meant to do harm when you came. That's why we decided that we'll give you a refund right now. We won't do
business with you anymore. Please leave."
Zachary kept smiling. "What are you talking about?"
"Are you an idiot? Do you have trouble with comprehension?" Rainie was seriously angry just then. "Leave, or I'll call
the cops."
Zachary realized that he was unable to stay now-given her temper, she really would call the cops.
Not willing to let matters escalate, Zachary simply said, "Fine, I'll leave."
Rainie rolled her eyes at him just then. "Hmph. I knew you were up to no good. I mention the cops, and you give in
immediately-l wonder what else you're up to. Now leave!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZachary studied her curiously just then. "Do you hate me that much because of what I did on the cruise ship? Do
you have to go that far?"
"Then, is murder necessary?" Rainie asked.
Zacahry's face fell and turned pale.
His own mother and the Lindts tried to kill Lulu, and it would never have happened if not for him!
And now, he was looking at Rainie with guilt and remorse, as if she was Lulu!
"I’m sorry," he said, and turned to leave, but his gait was a mess.
Rainie looked on, and said, "You know what you did."
Zachary only walked quicker when he heard her, as if to flee!
Irene had just put Tommy to sleep.
She was about to head upstairs when she heard the doorbell, and she went over to open the door.
It was James. "I'm looking for Mr. Jefferson."
Irene let him in. "Wait in the living room. I'll get him."
She headed upstairs to the bedroom and found Isaac stepping out of the bathroom in gray silk pajamas. Its smooth
and soft texture made his tall, muscular frame attractive, while his wet hair that dangled over his head reflected his
dark, clear eyes.
He was still holding a towel, drying his hair as he walked up to him, asking," Is Tommy asleep?"
"Yeah," Irene replied. "James is here. He's waiting downstairs."
Isaac passed her his towel just then. "I'm going."
Irene went into the bathroom with the towel, while Isaac headed to the living room.
James got up from the couch when he saw Isaac. "Sir."
Isaac sat down, lounging as he gestured for him to sit as well.
Tell me," Isaac said simply and directly.
As James sat down, he said, "I've looked into Harvey Gooding, but the baby really is his. Heather King used to work
at a bar, and had several trysts with
Harvey. She never said a word when she got pregnant because she wanted to force Harvey to marry her, and
Harvey did it for the child."
However, that only made Isaac even more certain that Harvey had deliberately showed up in front of them,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmrevealing his son as if to divert their attention.
"James, Harvey and I go way back. Don't you think we should invite his son to be a guest here in our house?"
James was speechless for a moment, but he soon understood. "Are we kidnapping the boy?"
Isaac looked at him sideways. "What do you mean, kidnap? It's an invite."
James lowered his eyes. "Oh, of course. Right away, sir."
Isaac nodded, and remained in his seat for a while after James left.
Then, he headed upstairs, where Irene was tidying Tommy's clothes-he had asked someone to buy it, but they
bought so much that Irene had not finished sorting them.
"Aren't you going to sleep?" Isaac walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.
"I have to sort these out,” she said.
He rested his chin on her shoulder. "Leave that to Mrs. Watson."
"I'm a mother, but I owe Tommy a lot for not being there for him. I need to do this myself," Irene said and
continued to work.
Isaac's table rang on top of the bedside drawer just then.
He released Irene and walked over to pick it up.
The voice on the other end said, "I found Dr. Sherwood, and she confessed everything."