Composure

Just a look at Jason’s face was enough to tell that he was furious, but the people he was talking to called him a bluff.

“It is so funny that you still have the guts to talk Jason, you will have to explain how my son disappeared from his crib.”

Jason turned to Isabella just after she had spoken, then he scoffed and smiled at her.

“You really don’t want to go this route I promise you.”

“Hmm,” Isabella mumbled, rolling her eyes at Jason.

“Own it up, man, you know where your son is, you just want to take away her son from her. This is you going against the Divorce Decree.”

“And how did you know about that Chloe?” Jason asked with his eyes glaring at Chloe who bent her face almost immediately in order to avoid his eyes.

“That doesn’t matter. You have kidnapped that child, and you must provide him.” Sara said almost immediately.

Jason turned to Sandra, then he turned to Isabella who stamped her feet on the floor severally with a feigned annoyance.

“There are surveillance