Chapter 138 Alexander Is Sedated

An ugly look crept onto Alexander's face, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't sit there in his dirty clothes, so he followed Jessie out to change. Isabella frowned from her seat across from him. If she wasn't mistaken, Jessie had done it on purpose! Theodore noticed her tense up and touched the back of her hand with his finger. He asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" She returned to her senses and looked at him, saying softly, "It's nothing." She had seen it clearly—Jessie's hand had been steady while serving the food, but that had changed the moment she had gotten to Alexander. She'd suddenly "lost" her grip, and the soup ladle had tipped in a manner that was way too deliberate. Theodore's gaze darkened, and he glanced at the door. Instead of pressing for answers, he patted Isabella's hand gently. "What do you want to eat? I'll get it for you." The atmosphere in the room was barely affected by the accident. Stanley and Theodore hammered out the details for the projec