As soon as Isaac put the phone down, Camila couldn't wait to ask, “Isn't Travis your cousin? Why would he take Joe away?"

Camila knew that Robin had two sons, Isaac's father and Travis’ father. She also knew that Travis and his parents didn't Live in the Johnston family's ancestral home.

But she didn't know the extent of the grudge between Isaac and them.

Generally speaking, this kind of thing was never divulged to outsiders.

After all, family drama like this would be nothing but juicy gossip to outsiders.

Isaac said in a low voice, "Because Joe is my son." Isaac's answer only served to confuse Camila even more. "Since you know that your cousin has Joe, we can just ask him"

“Not here. Let's go in and talk there. shoulder and started leading her inside.

He put his arm around her

Camila gradually calmed down, After all, it was useless to worry. They had to figure out what was going on first in order to save Joe.

The first floor of the building was practically empty. There was a reception area, with sofas and tea to the side. At the end of the corridor were two elevators.

Isaac went straight to the top floor. When they passed by his secretary's desk, he told Wynter, “Cancel everything on my schedule. I won't be having any social engagements these days. And bring two cups of coffee inside my office."

“Okay,” Wynter answered obediently.

Isaac led Camila to his office with his arm wrapped around her waist. He pushed the door open and said, “Come in.”

Camila went inside promptly.

As soon as the door was closed behind them, Isaac shrugged off his coat and threw it on the sofa and loosened his collar.

Camila had been so worked up just now that she didn't notice the dark circles under Isaac's eyes. It was obvious that the man hadn't gotten any rest.

He must be also worried about Joe.

The child was his biological son, after all.

“Isaac, do you like kids?" she suddenly asked.

She just wanted to gauge Isaac's attitude towards Joe.

Isaac glanced at her meaningfully. It seemed he had seen through her at a glance. "Are you asking me if I'll accept the child or not?"

Pursing her lips, she nodded.

Indeed, this was exactly what she was wondering.

“Of course I'll accept my child." He walked over, took her hand, and pulled her to sit next to him on the sofa. His expression suddenly became serious.

“Mila, as soon as we find out our son, we'll get married and I'll announce to the whole world that you are my wife and Joe is my son."