Chapter 22

Isabella’s POV I remembered every rule James explained to me. My job is only to provide care for Noah—nothing more, nothing less. All the limitations were cleared with me, and the things I shouldn’t get involved with. However, seeing how an innocent child is suffering a circumstance he didn’t wish for—I couldn’t turn a blind. “It is beyond your responsibility, Miss Clarkson. I believe I made it clear that you.” I sighed. “I know, James, but it also involves the child. I’ll just accompany him to school.” “There are many possibilities that may happen, Miss Clarkson. It is very risky.” “How is it risky? I’ll just accompany him.” The butler stared at me. I don’t know what he’s thinking, but there’s nothing changing my mind. “Let’s go, Belly!” Noah was enthusiastic as he descended the stairs, wearing his school uniform and backpack. His shoes are shiny, and his hair is brushed properly. I gave him a sweet smile. “Let’s go!” James couldn’t do anything other than watch us as we left. Noah loo