Young Master

“You mean my son, Henry? Oh, he is fine. He is fine, far away from your callousness and misconduct.” Jason said with a smirk that appeared on his face a few seconds later. He stared at Isabella who had so many words to say and chuckled almost immediately.

“You lost the right to ask about him a long time ago, Isabella.”

“Lies! You lie, Jason! He is my son, and there is nothing you can do about it!”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes!” Isabella stood her ground, engulfed by a sudden confidence that made her stand her ground, especially with Clark standing close to her.

“I see. I am very curious, Isabella. Which mother would force a Doctor to give her child sleeping pills just to tell her ex-husband that the child is dead?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“I bet you do, Isabella. You know what I am talking about, and you will answer for it.” Jason said confidently, looking at Isabella who was forced to look at him almost immediately.

“Yes, Isabella. You are going to do a lot of