Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

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It was only then that Irene noticed the faint, unpleasant odor in the air and the blood all over the ground. This was too big an incident for the manager to handle alone. "How many people know about this?" Irene asked, her expression icy.

The manager quickly replied, "Ms. White, I sealed the factory doors immediately when it happened, not many have seen it."

Irene nodded, "Inform the families of these individuals, give them extra compensation. Also, ensure those who've witnessed this keep quiet. This must not get leaked. And make sure nothing like this happens again."

The manager glanced at the bodies, swallowed hard, and finally nodded.

On the way back, Irene anxiously instructed her assistant, "Make sure to calm the families' emotions. They mustn't report to the police. If they're unwilling..."

"I understand," the assistant replied gravely.

Irene nodded in satisfaction. The factory in Canalshore was in a very secluded area. Besides a few rundown villages, there were no other buildings around. As she looked at the scenery outside the window, her mind was filled with Yasmine's questioning gaze. That woman dared to question her? But what concerned her most was Yonas's reaction. That man was truly meticulous. First, he addressed the interview, downplaying Yasmine's scandal, then intercepted Yasmine when she came to confront Irene.

"Ms. White, someone is investigating that matter," the assistant said.

Irene's eyes were sharp, "Who?"

"We haven't tracked them down yet."

"Useless! No one can find out about that matter!" Irene said coldly.

quickly

blowing through Irene's hair. It was already past eleven at night. Normally, she wouldn't choose to go out this late, but something significant happened

the driver

looked at him discontentedly, "What's going

White, it seemed like there was someone outside the window

gaze outside, but the road was empty;

his eyes, "Maybe I was

Her heart skipped a beat, and she gulped. By the third time she saw the white figure,

that his hands were trembling, and he drove twice as fast as before. The usual hour-long journey took only forty minutes this

scold her for looking so flustered but Irene rushed to her room and slammed the door as if ghosts

"Sir, Ms. White didn't have dinner. I'll take this soup to her so she can rest well after

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Chapter 262

William glanced curiously toward the

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hidden by thick fog. It was a very cold night, with a chill sweeping through the air. The White family was in silence, but soon, everyone was awakened by a piercing scream. It was Irene's anguished cry. Curled up in pain, William hurried into her room, but he had no idea what

she was little, treating her almost like her own daughter. "Ms. White, what happened? Did you have a nightmare?"

It was only at the sight of William that Irene regained a bit of her sanity. She absolutely couldn't let William know about this. "Grandpa, I'm fine. I just had a bad dream," she said, wiping the sweat from her

the window area when she turned over, and a faint tapping sound came from the window. Half asleep, she frowned slightly. Though

she opened her eyes, a creepy scene unfolded. A shadow was drifting back and forth, and a chill ran up her spine as she widened her eyes. That outfit was too familiar-it was

the last nightmare, she'd had Daisy sleep next to her with a simple makeshift bed on the

down her face in fear, and Daisy quickly comforted her, "Don't be afraid. What did

saw it! I saw Teresa!" She was already