Isaac’s face also changed slightly as he narrowed his eyes.

“Why do you care so much about his son, Ms. Stanton?”

Nicole looked down on him, her gaze arrogant.

“Because I want to. Is there a problem with that?”

Isaac’s eyes narrowed as he looked at her cold expression. Then, he suddenly smiled and relaxed.

How intriguing.

Nicole had the temper of a spoiled young lady. If she was this bold, it seemed to have little to do with Clayton.

People always seemed to like that damned brat Michael.