Returning with Triple Treasures: My CEO Husband Is Obsessed novel Chapter 200

11:42 am

Chapter 200 Demanding to See the Boy

Chapter 200 Demanding to See the Boy

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Stanley shot a sharp look at isabella. The line of his mouth tightened, then twitched almost imperceptibly. His breathing grew heavier, laced with a cold, dark edge.

But instead of erupting, he let out a low chuckle.

This woman had the nerve to provoke him right here in front of everyone. For a second, he’d almost believed she had a genuine

death wish.

So, this was her play.

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If she truly was a Carter–with that powerful family backing her–Stanley would indeed need to tread more carefully. The Carters weren’t a force to be taken lightly; their influence ran deep, and he didn’t know the full extent of their reach.

But if her background was so prominent, how had she managed to stay under the radar all this time?

Last time they’d met, she hadn’t been able to prove her claim, yet nothing she’d said had sounded like a reckless bluff.

Had Xavier known the truth all along and kept it from him?

No, Xavier wasn’t the sentimental type. Risking everything for a wife and child didn’t fit his profile–unless Isabella’s identity was the key.

Was it real, or just a well–crafted lie?

Stanley kept his expression neutral, a polite smile fixed in place as he studied her, but his mind was already racing, turning over every possible angle.-

Isabella held her composure, though internally she was holding her breath.

She had to gamble. If she appeared confident and unyielding enough, Stanley might hesitate, might second–guess.

“Well,” Stanley said after a long pause, his tone surprisingly mild, “if none of these pieces are to my granddaughter–in–law’s liking, have them taken away. As for the pearl necklace–look into it. Find out who sent it.”

The room seemed to freeze for a moment. No one could quite believe what they were hearing.

Isabella had publicly embarrassed him, and he was just… letting it go?

“What are you all standing around for?” Teresa spoke up first, her voice cool and carrying a faint note of mockery, though beneath it was a thread of relief. “Take them away. Can’t you see her standards are high? No need to embarrass yourselves further.”

“That’s putting it too strongly, Teresa,” Isabella replied smoothly. “It’s not that I’m unworthy–such precious pieces simply don’t suit me. But I do appreciate the gesture, Mr. Moore.”

Once the jewelry had been cleared, Stanley took his seat again. Isabella took the initiative, turning calmly to Jacob. “Jacob, please bring some fresh coffee for Mr. Moore and Teresa.”

Then she dismissed the maid who had been hovering nearby. “Make sure lunch is prepared generously, and keep Mr. Moore’s preferences in mind.”

“Yes.”

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Chapter 200 Demanding to See the Boy

Jacob and the maid hurried off to carry out her instructions.

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Watching Isabella act with such poise, and Stanley showing no immediate sign of causing trouble, the tense atmosphere in the room began to ease, just slightly

Maybe Stanley really was here to make amends.

After the coffee was served, however, Stanley spoke again, his tone still deceptively gentle. “I haven’t seen my great–grandson yet. Someone bring the boy to me.”

He issued the order directly to a nearby maid.

The maid glanced uncertainly toward Isabella. “Jason is resting in his room,” Isabella said, her voice even. “He hasn’t been feeling well lately–sleeping more than usual.”

“Perfect,” Stanley said with a thin smile, gesturing toward a middle–aged man seated quietly nearby. “This is Gordon Wills, my personal physician for the past six years. Since he’s here, he might as well take a look at the boy.”

Gordon, who had been sitting unobtrusively with a medical bag at his feet, stood up promptly at the mention of his name.

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“I’d be glad to examine your son,” he said politely.

Isabella’s expression cooled. She lifted her cup, took a slow sip, and set it down deliberately.

Then she smiled again, though it didn’t reach her eyes. “That won’t be necessary. It’s just a minor cold. I’d rather not disturb his rest.”

Stanley glanced at Teresa, who gave a slight nod. With a soft clap of Teresa’s hands, several large, elegantly wrapped gift boxes were carried into the room.

“I may have… startled my great–grandson during our last encounter,” Stanley said, his tone almost regretful. “I’ve brought him a few gifts. I’d like to see him alone–so he doesn’t grow up resenting me. Surely that’s not too much to ask?”

The moment the words left his mouth, Isabella’s polite smile vanished.

“You may not be fully aware of Jason’s situation,” she said, her voice firm. “He has… certain psychological sensitivities. He’s deeply uncomfortable around strangers and is currently in treatment. Now isn’t a good time.

“But I’ll be sure to pass along your kindness, and I’ll accept these gifts on his behalf.”

Her refusal was clear and left no room for discussion.

The air in the room tightened instantly.

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Teresa stayed quiet, though part of her hoped Isabella could hold Stanley off–even if she knew the odds were slim.

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