Fifty Eight.

The first thing he felt was relief. Relief that Isabella had not taken his children and disappeared from the surface of Los Angeles; not her, not with his children either. Almost in the same breath, the joy changed to that of a burning anger. He became overwhelmed with annoyance when he remembered the anxiety she put him through and how he almost had a panic attack because of her. What's worse? She was laughing with another man. She also allowed the man to carry their daughter.

"How dare that woman allow that old man to carry my baby?" He seethed to himself. He took a long quick stroll to where the two sat, giggling at each other and cleared his throat in a very rude manner to get their attention.

"And who are you to interrupt so rudely?" Mr. Dave asked with irritation in his voice. The number thing he hated was anyone thwarting his plan and that was exactly what the green eyes man standing before him was doing. If it weren't for the fact that he had a woman with him that he didn't wa