Chapter 401

Isaac looked up at James, staring at him for a couple seconds and growled, "He survived," James replied. "Yes, but the driver didn't." "Clean up the mess. Compensate the driver's family generously." "Yes, sir," James said. In fact, he felt guilty because the staged traffic accident was meant to kill Mick, only to end up hurting an innocent. "Also, you should take the trip to Franconia to check on the company for a while, sir," James added. "Yeah," Isaac flatly replied. His face was impassive, and the air around him seemed cold enough to freeze. He raised a hand, gesturing to James that he could leave. He had been sulking for days, and James actually became careful with his words around him. As he closed the door to the study and saw Irene in the living room, he asked, "Could you show more concern to Mr. Jefferson?" The atmosphere everyone had to work in was suffocating—even Stan was refusing to show up at Isaac's home. He used to hate going to the office, but he was now b