Chapter 54: Chapter 63: Do We Need to Take Responsibility (8) Chapter 54: Chapter 63: Do We Need to Take Responsibility (8) Although most of her smiles were feigned, it still made the middle-aged man’s face suddenly turn red, sowhat embarrassed, he lowered his head and walked away hastily.
Isabel opened her mouth, knowing she had mistaken the person, she turned her head in embarrassnt, and saw Percy Stanton, who had originally been standing at the apartnt entrance, already walking towards her with calm and unhurried steps.
The afterglow of the evening sun quietly fell from the skyline, casting a layer of dazzling light on Percy’s face and his seemingly elegant manner.
After not seeing him for so many days, she didn’t expect to suddenly bump into him so unexpectedly, his charm seed even greater than before. With his straight nose, thin lips, and what seed like a new haircut, his silky soft hair hung neatly on his forehead, adding a touch of energy and restraint to his beautiful, delicate face.
As Isabel was lost in thought, Percy stood in front of her.
Like showing off a treasure, Raymond Thompson held up his head and looked at the much taller Percy, saying, “Father, this is Isabel Smith, the Sister Isabel I ntioned to you.”
Percy’s eyes stayed on Isabel’s face as he listened to his son’s well-organized introduction. With no change in expression on his face and no glance at his son, he continued to look at Isabel calmly.
Isabel was stunned by the introduction and could only look at Percy in disbelief.
The operational genius who made his na in the Bellshire comrcial area, Percy Stanton, was actually a five-year-old child’s father and a single father at that… If this news got leaked, who knew what kind of uproar it would cause!
Raymond Thompson wasn’t happy with his father’s rudeness for not greeting Isabel, so he puffed out his cheeks and gave Percy a fierce glare. Then he decided to handle the awkward situation himself, tugging at Isabel’s hand and saying, “Sister Isabel, this is my father.” Pausing, Raymond also provided an explanation for his father, “Sister Isabel, my dad is a man of few words, don’t be mad.”
Isabel was suddenly pulled back to reality by Raymond’s words. She lowered her head and saw his innocent, clear eyes sparkling with an apologetic look. Her face turned pale in an instant.
Raymond was such a thoughtful and delicate child, how would he feel if he knew she was his father’s lover?
“Sister Isabel, what’s wrong?” Raymond furrowed his cute, handso eyebrows, asking worriedly.
Why did she lose her composure in front of Raymond, who was usually great at pretending?
Isabel imdiately shook her head at Raymond, turning to look at Percy. In order to maintain Raymond’s beautiful inner world, she once again greeted Percy as if they were eting for the first ti, politely saying, “Hello, Father Thompson.”
After calling him this na, Isabel suddenly wondered why Percy’s last na was Stanton while Raymond’s was Thompson.
Percy raised an eyebrow at being called “Father Thompson” by Isabel, but he seed to understand her intentions. Pretending to have excellent acting skills, he nodded naturally at her, his attitude just right – not too warm or too indifferent. He said, “Hello, Miss Smith.”
Afterwards, as Isabel and Raymond went upstairs with Percy, she briefly explained why she had taken Raymond in the elevator and handed him the dicine she was holding, not forgetting to explain how to take and use the dication.
As soon as Isabel finished explaining, the elevator conveniently stopped.
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