"Don't worry, Mr. Joseph! I just ask to go through the routine! I'll double-check if I'm not sure!"
Joseph ignored Doctor Morris and stood up. "Grandpa, if that's the case, I'll send Isabella to school. Don't worry. It's only a matter of time before you have a great-grandchild."
Charlie's face puckered. "Joseph, I'll ask the chef to make more tonic soup for you. Don't exhaust yourself and have a good rest."
Joseph's face darkened and he grabbed Isabella. "Don't worry. Isabella and I will work harder."
Isabella was about to speak, but Joseph dragged her out of the door in a hurry.
...
In the spacious luxury car.
Isabella was on tenterhooks while she listened to Joseph's fingers tapping on the folder.
"Tonight..."
Joseph finally said, "Wash up and wait for me on the bed."
Then, he glanced sideways at Isabella. "Let's see whether it is your problem or mine!"