“If your memory fails you, perhaps your son can help you recollect!"

"Is that supposed to be a threat?" Jaylen swallowed hard, his anxiety mounting.

The realization slowly dawned on him.

Isaac knew it!

Everything about it!!

Impossible!

How could he have known?!

“What in the world do you mean?" Jaylen refused to admit it, his fear overshadowed by defiance.

Isaac had grown weary of the conversation.

“Enough with the charade! Your son will suffer if you continue to play dumb."

Jaylen found himself caught in a quandary.

Denying the truth meant risking his son's safety.

While admitting it meant acknowledging that he had taken Isaac's child.

In such a scenario, even returning the child wouldn't grant him freedom.

Isaac's vengeful nature would surely pursue him.

He slumped onto the sofa, a sense of defeat washing over him.

The puzzle seemed unsolvable.

“How did you uncover the truth?"

“Is it really necessary to ask that question now?" Isaac's demand was curt.

"Bring me the baby."