Chapter 523

“Grandpa...”

“Don't call me Grandpa!” Robin snapped.

“Since | set up the marriage, it’s only right that | end it too.”

Camila felt like she couldn’t breathe anymore. She gulped, but it hurt.

“What? Are you going to refuse?” Robin asked, seeing her pale face.

“Do you want that bastard to call Isaac dad? Do you really think that’s possible? Do you think Isaac will accept such? What of

me? Did you really think | will give my consent?”

Camila began to realize that Robin was right. She had ignored some important details.

Isaac was the successor of the Johnston family and his wealth was immeasurable.

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The more powerful the clan was, the more cautious and serious they were about their bloodline.

Even if Isaac didn’t mind raising the child as his own, would Robin let it? The old man knew that the child had no blood ties to his

family.

If this had been an ordinary family, it wouldn’t have been an issue.

But no, it wasn’t an ordinary family. The Johnston family was rich and powerful.

Standing in front of that desk, Camila saw all her dreams come crashing down before her eyes.

She had been so focused on her and Isaac that she didn’t stop to think of all the other external factors.

She also didn’t think of how hurt the child would be growing up in such an unhealthy environment where he would always feel

unwanted.

She thought about herself and didn’t even consider the life she was giving her child.

Her child deserved a stable and comfortable living environment to grow up in. Instead, she had been ready to drench him in such

a complicated family.

“I'm going to Leave,” she finally said in a low voice.

Robin nodded, satisfied with her decision.

“Good. | won’t make things difficult for you. Since | registered your marriage certificate with Isaac, | can easily register the

divorce too.”

“Okay, grandpa.” Camila Lowered her head sadly and added in a voice that broke, “You helped me save my mother. But.. but |

let you down.”

“You don’t have to say all of that. It’s of no use. | just don’t want to see that child in this family anymore. You need to do one more

thing for me too,” he said gruffly, no longer the gentleman he had always been around her.

Since this was Camila’s mess, he thought it was only right that she helped him.

“What will that be?” Camila had no reservations helping him. He had saved her mother after all. If she did something for him, she

wouldn't have to feel guilty.