The runaway groom novel (Irene and Isaac) novel Chapter 492

Chapter 492

Robin knew that she would never rescue Ian so easily, and therefore sought Henry Jefferson's help before he arrived.

After all, Henry was Isaac Jefferson's grandfather, and always would be.

No matter how cold or hostile Isaac was toward his own family now, Robin was convinced that he would show no such sentiment toward his own grandfather.

She was sure that if Henry showed up, they would be able to take Ian back.

And yet...

Isaac's expression was calm as a placid lake when he saw Henry, and he was unmoved at all.

On the other hand, Henry was leaning against his cane.

His health had deteriorated considerably and there was no hiding it, despite the meticulous care of his team of doctors.

Right now, he was just a candle in the wind.

’Isaac."

Even so, he was deferring to Isaac now, and he did not speak like an elder at all.

He was just another family member, begging for forgiveness.

He certainly regretted making the mistake of changing sides, instead of appealing to Isaac with sentiment.

Things would not have turned out like this otherwise, but his regrets changed nothing.

i'm sick, and it's very serious... I won't last more than a few days. Seeing that Ian is your cousin..."

Even as he spoke, Isaac's chauffeur had opened the door for Isaac, and he already got into his car, ignoring Henry completely.

"Isaac..."

"Sir, perhaps you should listen," Moneypennychimed in, having rushed up to stop Isaac from leaving, and hoping that he would forgive Ian given Henry's health.

They were all Henry's family, and he had to side with the weak now that Isaac won.

He did not want to see his family kill each other until the last man.

"Sir, please,' Moneypenny pleaded.

Even so, Isaac was unmoved, and told his driver. "Go."

"Sir..." Moneypenny kept trying, but Isaac's car simply thundered past him, leaving suffocating fumes in its wake.

Having failed so utterly, Moneypenny returned to Henry, holding his arm to keep him standing. "You knew this would happen even before you came, sir n

Henry, however, turned to James and said, "I'm ordering you, James Cross -release Ian."

"Sir, you know that it would get me fired," James said while remaining solemn and respectful. "I don't want to lose my job. Please don't make things hard for me."

With that, he turned to his men. "Get him inside the car. Move."

Robin, however, was clinging tightly to Ian in fear. "You're just Isaac Jefferson's lapdog! What right do you have to disobey his grandfather?!"

Even as Ian was leaning against Robin's arm, his lips curled up in a smile.

She cared so much about him.

He had not lost everything-at the very least, he had a woman who loved him.

On the other hand, could Isaac say the same, even with his mountains of wealth and unending list of accomplishments?

"Robin," Ian whispered even as he watched her. "Don't waste your breath. It won't work."

Robin, however, was stubbornly holding on to hope and Ian. "No. Your grandfather has spoken. I don't think James gets to strut."

Even so, James and his men came up just then and firmly pulled Ian out of her grasp while James leveled her a cool stare. "I may be a lapdog, but I'm Isaac Jefferson's lapdog. That's why I don't have to listen to anyone."