"Look carefully, this is Alick's face. Are you going to deny his involvement? Don't try to convince me he acted on his own."

"I ask him to do it." Isaac looked up and said, "Now, surely you must have an inkling why I'd do that?"

Jaylen pretended to know nothing.

“I have no idea.”

“If you can't understand why, then think about it. If it doesn't become clear to you, you won't have the chance to see your child again."

Jaylen's boiling rage reached its tipping point, his eyes ablaze with fury.

"Isaac, don't think you can push me around without consequence. Let me make it clear, I'm not one to be trifled with!"

Isaac arched an eyebrow, his tone laced with skepticism.

"So, you're suggesting I'm an easy target to mess with?"

Caught off guard, Jaylen found himself momentarily at a loss for words.

He knew all too well that Isaac was not someone to underestimate either.

He had endured countless hardships in his hands.

It looked like victory had always eluded him.

"You've crossed the line by snatching my child, and that is unforgivable! No matter how hard I try, I cannot let you go unpunished!"

Jaylen's anger flushed his face, reaching a snapping point as he seethed with fury.

He spat in disgust and anger.

Isaac retorted slowly, his patience wearing thin, “That's precisely what I wanted to convey."

Jaylen nearly lost his footing, on the brink of falling off balance.

“What... What did you say? What do you mean?"

"For God's sake, you still don't know?!" Isaac's patience dwindled further.