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Upon finishing his words, Dexter panted for a bit and continued, “I don’t feel happy at all, so please keep the
company to yourself! I’m not going to take over it!”
With her lips pressed together, Isabelle had wanted to console him. Upon hearing what he said, she stopped her
pace. Dexter is exhausted. I know he’s more burned out than I am.
While the adults had their own personal time, Dexter’s timetable was filled with activities against his will.
Old Mr. Bailey stared at him. Although he was a hot-tempered man, he had never laid his hand on his children.
Perhaps he was too incensed at the moment that he raised his hand and slapped his son. “I dare you to say that
again!”
Dexter’s face was jerked to the side from the force. Shocked, Isabelle scurried over. “Dad, what are you doing?”
With his eyes fixed on Dexter, Old Mr. Bailey snarled, “Go back to your room now! If you dare say you’re not going
to take over the company again, I’ll fix you!”
Isabelle took her brother’s arm and said, “Let’s go to your room, Dexter. Aren’t you tired? You should take a rest.”
Dexter slowly raised his head and glared at his father for a moment before going upstairs with Isabelle.
Reaching the room, Isabelle told him to relax. In fact, she wasn’t sure how to console him. Having gone through the
same path before, she didn’t have an easy life as well when she was younger, as she had to learn many different
skills every day.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBorn into a rich family, apart from enjoying the material wealth, they also had to take up their responsibilities. Since
Dexter was destined to take over the company, he had to learn many business skills.
Gazing at him, Isabelle said, “Dexter, I know you’re finding it difficult now, but there’s no way around it. When you
grow up, everything will be fine.”
Seated on the bed, Dexter remained silent.
After thinking for a bit, Isabelle turned to leave, but before she could step out of the room, Dexter called out,
“Isabelle.”
Turning around, Isabelle asked, “Yes?”
Dexter raised his head and looked at her. “Are you happy?”
The question rendered her speechless. Am I happy? I suppose I’m not happy.
On her way home after dinner, she thought about what she was left with currently, and the answer was she had
nothing. John said that even if they got together, their lives would be as bland as water.
She thought that if she could be as lively and carefree as Sophia, would John fall in love with her? Perhaps she was
too obedient, and her characteristics didn’t stand out that John wasn’t attracted to her.
Moments later, Isabelle gazed at Dexter and said, “Honestly, I’m not happy at all. But Dexter, I have no choice.”
Seeing as he fell silent, Isabelle left the room. Standing in the doorway, she gave it a thought and walked toward
the staircase.
Still infuriated, Old Mr. Bailey took a seat on the couch and calmed himself down. Then, he fished out his phone and
made a call.
When the call was connected, he demanded, “Tell your men to come back. They didn’t go to that place, so you
don’t have to wait anymore.” After finishing his words, he hung up the call.
With an impassive expression, Isabelle leaned against the wall and eavesdropped on her father.
Meanwhile, John and Sophia lay down on the bed after washing up. Since Sophia was taxed out, she immediately
closed her eyes.
Just then, John’s phone started ringing. Upon taking it over, he sat up on the bed and connected the call. “What’s
wrong?”
With a lowered voice, Zack said, “Husky told me that he saw the shadow bank’s boss yesterday. Husky is in charge
of the accounts now, but the boss would show up once in a while to check the books.”
John grunted. “Does he remember what the boss looks like?”
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