Chapter 242

Isaac smiled. "You’re very rich." Sheryl Harris was sitting at the dining table, smiling as she watched the two—she was pleased that her daughter found her happiness, and that Tommy now has a family. "Come sit already," she urged—it wouldn’t do if the food got cold. Meanwhile, Isaac told Stan across the phone, "Contact me right away if you find anything unusual about Ricky." He hung up once Stan confirmed his orders, and headed to the dining table with Irene. Tommy was asleep, so they didn’t have to mind him. Sheryl was eagerly pushing food and soup to Isaac—she appeared happier with him the more they interacted. "I'm not sure what you like, so I cooked a little something. Don't hold back." Isaac wasn’t uneasy—the mood around the dining table actually suited him. It had been a long while since he felt at home. "Once Irene and I registered our marriage, please pick a date for us. I wish to give her a wedding," he said, offering Sheryl assurance while acknowledging and confir