"You and your brother are so greedy!" Isaac’s sharp gaze locked with Lucas.
He continued, "I already handed over my property and even my company, and now you still want my other assets, too! Are you trying to push to my grave early, son?"
His heart hurt deeply. He had lost count of how often his sons had disappointed him. He felt he had failed to raise them; their hearts and minds were focused only on money and power. They had beco soulless people.
How embarrassing!
When Lucas saw his father’s annoyed expression, he imdiately clarified his words earlier.
"Father, please accept my apologies. What we ant is that we only intended to borrow your property. We assure you we will return it if the company is no longer in trouble."
Isaac took a deep breath. Lucas’s explanation didn’t lessen his disappointnt. He was suddenly tired of talking to his son and needed to end this conversation.
"I understand what you an. But, Lucas, go back to East City. Tell your brothers I can’t help with the company or Thomas."
"Father, please—"
Isaac raised his hand to stop him from continuing his words.
"I told you never to engage with any dirty business, not even the murky ones, when we are this big! But you and your brothers never listen and never learn." Isaac stood from his seat and asked Nick to see Lucas and Henry out of his apartnt.
Lucas’s shoulders sank, knowing they could not get anything from their father.
"Father, wait...please... Wait..." Lucas stopped his father before he walked outside. "I know you know about my daughter, Bella. Can you give her address? I have sothing important to discuss with her."
Isaac abruptly halted when he heard Lucas ntion Bella. He turned to look at Lucas with a dark expression as if a storm cloud lood over his head.
"Why are you looking for Bella?" Isaac Donovan furrowed his brow, restraining his anger, recalling how foolish his son was to trade his daughter to an older man.
"You want to sell her again? Are you really her father? How could you have such an idea, Lucas Donovan?" Isaac continued scolding his son.
Lucas gritted his teeth. "Of course not, Father. I won’t do that again," Lucas said. He was stressed because his friend Bradley blad him for Bella’s refusal and what had happened to his company.
"So, why are you looking for her?" Isaac asked. He was still suspicious that his son had other motives for finding Bella.
"I just want to know where she lives because…you know… she’s my daughter," Lucas replied.
Lucas thought Bella would stay with his father in this place. Still, seeing the house, which was not very big and showed no trace of Bella ever having set foot there, he now believed that his father only lived there with Nick, his butler.
"I don’t know where she is. But the last ti I spoke to her, she said she lived abroad. Be frank with , and don’t insult my intelligence, son. Why do you want to know where she lives?"
"She lives abroad?" Lucas was shocked. He thought Bella lived in this city, so he sent many people to look for her.
The last information he heard was that Bella worked at the Quantum Capital building. However, since the incident when Bradley sent gangsters to capture her, Bella never appeared near that building again, as if she had moved to another company.
After thinking quickly about his family matters, Lucas decided to be honest with his father.
"Alright, Father, I’ll be honest. The reason is that I need to find Natalie. She left our house a few days ago, and sohow, I believe Natalie is now in Bella’s house. That’s why I want to find—"
"Bwa ha ha ha..." Suddenly, Isaac’s booming laughter echoed in the room, stopping Lucas from continuing his words. "Oh, Lucas, I’m so glad Natalie finally left you. She should have done that years ago."
Lucas’s face hardened instantly as he rembered how Natalie had left him.
Despite feeling a solid surge of anger, he couldn’t express it in front of his father. He could only clench his hand tightly and curse Natalie for what she had done.
"I don’t know where Bella or your wife is! You might go now, Lucas. I feel exhausted and need to take a nap." Isaac continued to walk and signaled Nick, who stood near the door, to send Lucas and Henry out.
Isaac no longer cared to talk to his son and grandson. He was too ntally and physically exhausted to hear how annoying his kids were.
All his sons were too greedy; money blinded their eyes and ears. His decision to leave the company mattered to them, and it was the right one; he no longer needed to stress about it.
Entering his bedroom, Isaac’s dark expression slowly faded when he saw his granddaughter, Bella, sitting at the work desk at the end of the room, facing the laptop in front of her.
His smile slowly appeared on his lips when he saw Bella looking at him.
Isaac stepped into the sitting area near the work desk and asked her, "Are you satisfied with what you saw and heard?"
Bella closed her laptop and joined her grandfather. After sitting in front of him, she nodded.
"Yes, thank you, Grandpa, for letting eavesdrop on your conversation with your sons….I an, my father," she said, smiling when she saw him chuckle.
"Well, Grandpa, your acting is terrific. My father and Henry didn’t doubt what you said about . They believed it right away." Bella continued, complinting her grandpa with a thumbs-up.
Last night, after chatting with her grandfather, Bella decided to hear their conversation. That’s why, since morning, she has been in this apartnt setting up the cara to see and hear their eting.
"Thanks to you, Bella... You’ve told what my stupid son wanted to talk about. So, I could pull off my acting skills—"
Isaac laughed happily; however, it didn’t last long. His laugh stopped when he rembered how his son asked for more property to sell to cover the company’s debts.
What a sha!
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