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    Isabe pulled back. “I’ll speak with her.”


    “Isabe, you’re my child. Don’t abandon me in this ce. Take me in; I can’t remain with your mother any longer. She has drained my savings and signed the house over to herself. Help me reim everything, and when I pass, it will all belong to you…”


    Alec muttered brokenly, his voice tangled with sobs. He kept repeating himself, but Isabe couldn’t piece together his meaning, no matter how hard she tried. Leaning closer, Isabe furrowed her brow, straining to catch his words. “I can’t understand what you’re saying.”


    Alec’s frustration grew. Though his body was unresponsive, his mind remained sharp. He was painfully aware that he had no way to step outside, no means to seek help, and no chance to expose Ruby’s cruelty. His only hopey in the rare visits from others.<fn4efa> Checktest chapters at </fn4efa>


    Today, Isabe hade, and he clung to the chance of persuading her to act, to somehow change his situation. Should she take pity, maybe she would agree to let him move in with her, and his days might finally improve.


    He pushed himself to form the words clearly. In his own mind, everything was precise, but to others, it came out garbled and iprehensible. He kept repeating himself, yet Isabe still couldn’t understand him. Ruby, on the other hand, understood him. She had already anticipated Alec’sints and had tried to prevent Isabe from entering his room.


    She feared that once Isabe saw Alec’s current state, she would lose her temper,sh out, and me her for not treating him well.


    Ruby studied Isabe’s face nervously, bracing herself for harsh words, yet none came. She noticed Isabe’s expression—disgust was written across her features, and there was no anger or sympathy for Alec. When Alec stretched out his hand toward her, Isabe even moved away.


    Only then did Ruby feel the tension ease from her chest. She tapped Alec’s hand with a clothes hanger. “Keep your hand away!”


    “He’s hitting me again! Isabe, look…” Alec lifted a trembling finger at Ruby, crying out once more, “Isabe…”


    His tears carried the weight of deep grievance. Isabe regarded him with a detached expression, pulled out her phone, snapped several photos of him, and sent them to Brenna.


    She recalled how Ruby had spoken countless times about Alec mistreating Brenna when she had been a kid, and about her own cruelty toward Brenna. Back then,


    Isabe had once pitied Brenna, but Ruby had recounted those memories with ease, without the faintest hint of regret, even iming she hadn’t gone far enough. Now, Isabe wondered if Brenna might take satisfaction in seeing Alec reduced to his current state.


    “Stop yelling,” Isabe said to Alec, forwarding the pictures before slipping her phone back into her bag with irritation.


    At first, Alec had believed Isabe was taking the photos to expose Ruby, but it soon became clear that wasn’t her intention.


    “Isabe, don’t forget I’m your father. You shouldn’t treat me this way. Get me out of here, let me live with you, and I’ll leave the house to you. Help me sue your mother…”


    Isabe waved her hand in front of her nose. “It reeks in here. I’m leaving.” She turned without hesitation.


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