Robin turned sharply at his loyal servant. "Do you have something in mind?"

"I do have an idea."

Stevie leaned closer and proceeded to speak in whispers.

Stevie's voice dropped as he cast a sidelong glance at Lilith, who sat forlornly on the ground. "Mr. Johnston, your concern for Travis seems solely based on his lineage as a descendant of the Johnston family, disregarding the pain he inflicts on Camila."

He yearned to convey to Robin that Isaac would never let Travis off the hook.

Their confidence to confront Isaac had been shattered.

“Should Travis father a child, that should suffice," Stevie proposed. In an instant, Robin grasped the implication and shifted his gaze toward Lilith.

After a brief pause, he responded, "That could be a viable option."

To assure Robin, Stevie added, “Even if something were to happen to Travis, his father is still alive. Though his Legs may be broken, he can still bring forth a child."

Robin was taken aback. "You truly are an old schemer!"

Stevie supported him and inquired, “Do you find my suggestion reasonable?"

Stevie's words held merit.

If his grandson were to vanish, his son would still remain.

Despite Isaac's sole control over their family's affairs, they were not destitute.

Their pockets were deep but not as deep.

They possessed considerable wealth, capable of securing a comfortable existence.

Finding a suitable woman for Gunter wouldn't prove difficult.

With their wealth, they could accomplish anything.

If Travis could not be saved, they would relinquish their attachment to him.

"Grandpa, what are we to do?" Lilith hurriedly approached, clutching at the hem of Robin's garment.

“Grandpa, you must save Travis."

Robin and Stevie exchanged glances

Stevie remarked, "As you can see, Isaac has no regard for anyone. We have no other choice."

Lilith despaired. "Must we stand idly by while Travis remains imprisoned? He's still so young..."

Robin had no time for Lilith's tears.