Chapter 122. The Role He Played

Third-Person POV

“Hey, dick!” Isabel called, she was referring to Mavis.

“Did you just call me a dick?” Mavis replied almost immediately.

Isabel retorted, “Are you anything else? By the way, did you say you introduced my mom to Dad?”

Mavis shook his head sheepishly. “Not directly, but it was me, working hard behind my dad’s back.”

I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. “Really? How?”

“I did so with the help of Nathan, he’s a smart and wonderful person. I wasn’t sure where you lived, but I had a feeling it would be in Los Angeles. I still vividly remember the day your mom took you to school on your first day.” Isabel smiled as the memories of the past flew through her mind

“I’ve held onto the memory of her in my heart. And… um…” Mavis paused, collecting his thoughts. “You’re the spitting image of your mom.”

Isabel nodded, “I get that a lot. So, what happened next?” She said, bringing him back to the main discussion. It was a way of making him