Chapter 887The door to Elder Mr. Bailey’s room was closed. Isabelle turned the handle a few times and found that
it was unlocked. She pushed the door open and entered the room with the door wide open behind her.
noveldramaFirstly, she went over to search the storage under the headboard, but her efforts yielded nothing. His
room was slightly larger than others, so she quickly scanned around and went through the items in his
wardrobe.
His wardrobe was huge but did not hold a lot of clothes. There was a safe attached within the wardrobe
on the left.
She stared at it intensely, but without the password, she dared not attempt to break into the safe
recklessly. After staring at it for some time, she had no choice but to close the wardrobe doors and
leave the room.
At the same time, Elder Mr. Bailey took a seat at a bench in the backyard. At his old age, he could not
withstand such a huge blow. However, he was much more rational than his son. He understood that
even if he gave up his life, he would not change the reality of Dexter’s death. The only thing he could
do was to adapt to it. Nonetheless, the process was a difficult one.
He ordered the servant to leave him alone for him to enjoy some solitude. The servant did not stay too
far away from him and chose a spot under a tree to wait.
Soon, he took out his phone and made a call, which was picked up in no time. In a lowered voice, he
questioned, “Have you found the person?”
The other party sounded apologetic. “Not yet. But our men are still out there searching. Once we findour target, we’ll inform you right away.”
He grunted as the sadness disappeared from his eyes in a flicker. “Those men might not be successful
in their search. You’d better make some early arrangements to move the inventory. I have a feeling that
something bad is going to happen.”
There was a pause from the other side. “Is that so? We’ve been doing this for a long time, but nothing
has ever happened.”
Elder Mr. Bailey let out a sigh. “Move the inventory. Better to be safe than sorry.”
The other party agreed and promised that the process would be error-free. The promise was
unnecessary because they gained Elder Mr. Bailey’s trust for not exposing anything over these years.
The call was very brief, and only important points were brought up. Finally, the other party expressed
their concern for Elder Mr. Bailey. He sighed and told them that he could survive this ordeal and that
they shouldn’t be worried. At last, he promised to bring Old Mr. Bailey over to familiarize with the
operations when both of them were free.
After the call, he stared at the sky and felt frustrated. Aside from Bailey Corporation, he was running
other businesses concurrently.
In his original plan, those businesses were to be handed to Dexter after he turned eighteen. That plan
was down the drain now, for he could only wait until Dexter’s funeral was done before he could bring
this up with Old Mr. Bailey.
Sitting there, he felt a mix of upset and resentment. After a while, Isabelle came out to the backyard, her eyes red from crying. She sat beside him to offer
words of comfort, telling him not to be sad. “There’s no point crying over spilled milk. What we need to
do now is to take care of our health.”
He turned to look at her with a bit of helplessness. If only Isabelle had successfully won over John,
everything would have been different.
As if she didn’t understand the look in Elder Mr. Bailey’s eyes, she sighed as tears welled up in her
eyes once more. She told him, “The hospital’s report will be out tomorrow. I’ll head over to collect it, but
I’m so scared to know the actual cause of death. I think Dad and Mom can’t handle it; they’re already at
their limits now.”