Chapter 128 How Many Men Are There

Seb squinted his eyes. "The child isn't yours?"

After so many years in business, if he couldn't tell that Leo was lying, he might as well quit.

'Should I say yes or no?' Leo thought.

While Leo was hesitating, Seb already drew a conclusion. "She has another man?"

Seb thought apart from Leo, Matthew, and him, Isabella had other men.

Leo was at a loss for words.

After a moment of silence, Leo said, "As far as I know, Isabella isn't a casual person."

"Really?" Seb looked cold, satring at Leo sharply. "Do you know her well?"

"Not really well, we've met a few times."

Leo's words sounded harsh to Seb.

"A few times?"

"Three or four times."

Seb's face turned dark instantly.

'Three or four times.

'Isabella had only been with me once.

'And it was an accident.

'If Isabella had been with Leo three or four times, then she must have been with Matthew even more.

'Isabella, oh Isabella, how many men do you have?' Seb thought.

Jack carried Nancy into the car and started the engine, driving away from Moon Club.

"Jack, where are we going?" Nancy asked from the back seat.

"To the hospital, you need to get your injuries treated." Jack's hands gripped the steering wheel, his expression serious.

Nancy said, "I'm fine. I don't want to go to the hospital."

Jack frowned. "Nancy, be good."

"You always tell me to be good, and I did listen to you, but you couldn't protect me." Nancy cried, "I don't want to listen to you anymore!"

She cried hard, reaching for the car door. "Pull over, I want to get out!"

Jack had no choice but to pull over.

He moved from the driver's seat to the back seat to comfort Nancy.

After seeing the tattered clothes on Nancy, Jack's eyes flared with anger. He grabbed Nancy's arm and asked, "Were you forced?"

Nancy was stunned, then shook her head. "No, the man tried to violate me, but I resisted fiercely, so he didn't succeed."

Jack sighed in relief, his voice softening,

"Why were you at that place, wearing their uniform?"

Nancy was less agitated now, but she was still crying, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed. She said, "After our fight, I wandered around aimlessly. I ended up there and saw they were hiring. The pay and benefits seemed good, so I thought I'd give it a try. I didn't expect it to be like this. I'm sorry, Jack."

Hearing this, Jack felt a wave of guilt and said, "I'm sorry, Nancy. I failed to take care of you and I let your parents down."

Nancy shook her head and hugged him. "It's not your fault. It's my moment of foolishness. Jack, I won't argue with you again."

Jack paused, then hugged her back. "Nancy, it's over now."

They hugged for a while until Nancy's emotions finally stabilized.

Then, Jack drove back to their place.

On the way, Nancy fell asleep in the back seat.

When they got home, Jack was reluctant to disturb her sleep, so he carried her inside.

As soon as he put Nancy on the bed, she opened her eyes.

She wrapped her arms around Jack's neck and said, "Jack, don't go. Stay with me."

Jack said, "I have work to do."

"But I'm still scared, can you stay with me a little longer?" Nancy pleaded softly.

Jack had no choice but to sit by her side for a while.

As time passed, Nancy still showed no sign of sleepiness.

Jack checked his watch and said, "I really need to get to work."

Nancy pouted, "Jack, can I play with your phone?"

Jack hesitated.

His phone contained many work files.

He usually didn't let others use it.

Jack took out another phone from the drawer. "You can use this one."

"I don't want that one." Nancy pushed it away and insisted, "I just want to look at your phone. Don't worry. I won't snoop around."

Nancy's eyes were filled with expectation, as if she would be disappointed if Jack refused.

Jack unlocked his phone and handed it to her. "Browse at will, but give it back when you're done."

Jack trusted Nancy, but he was still cautious that she might accidentally access confidential files.

So, he watched over her.

Nancy first checked his social media accounts, then browsed through his private messages.

"So many messages from Mr. Landon?"

Jack said, "I'm Mr. Landon's assistant. My daily job is to solve all problems for Mr. Landon."

"Okay." Nancy nodded.

Then, Nancy tapped on his contact list.

Jack frowned slightly but said nothing.

His phone had thousands of contacts.

Nancy scrolled through them casually, then suddenly exclaimed, "Is this Mr. Jose's number?"

Jack glanced at it. "Yes."

"The Mr. Jose from tonight?"

"Yes." Jack looked at her and asked, "Are you done?"

"Yes." Nancy returned the phone to him. "I just want to make sure you don't have another girlfriend. Now I'm sure that you only have me."

Jack held the phone and looked at her deeply. "It's late and you should rest."

"Okay." This time Nancy was obedient and lay down. "Jack, you should rest early too. Goodnight."

Jack left her room, closed the door, and looked at his phone, frowning slightly.

As soon as he left, Nancy took out her phone and quickly noted down the number for Zaire that she had memorized.

The next day, Isabella bought some fruits to visit Nina.

At Nina's door, she rang the bell.

In no time, the door opened.

"Nina."

Standing before Isabella was a man who was shirtless, wearing slippers, with messy hair, and only a pair of shorts.

The man was very thin and looked much younger than Charlie.

Isabella was stunned for a couple of seconds, then grabbed a broom nearby and asked, "Who are you?"

She looked inside the house and asked, "Where's my sister?"

The man looked her up and down, then smiled, "You must be Isabella. I'm Raymond Wilson, Charlie's brother."

Charlie was from out of town. He stayed in Lakina after college for work.

When Nina married Charlie, Isabella was too young to care about Charlie's family.

She had heard Nina mention it twice, so Isabella only knew that Charlie's father had passed away and he had a mother, but she didn't know he had a brother named Raymond.

Isabella was still doubtful, but Raymond extended his hand. "Nice to meet you."

Isabella tightened her grip on the broom and took a step back. "Where's my sister?"

She still didn't believe Raymond.