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.

assistant quickly nodded in

eleven at night. Normally, she wouldn't choose to go out this late, but something significant happened today. There were hardly any cars on the

the driver

him discontentedly,

it seemed like there was someone

followed his gaze outside, but the road was

eyes, "Maybe I was just seeing

the car passed a streetlamp, a white figure appeared not far from it. Her heart skipped a beat, and she gulped. By the third time she saw the white figure, she shouted urgently, "Stop the car!" She got out, eager to see what

was so frightened that his hands were trembling, and he drove twice as fast as before. The

William wanted to scold her for looking so flustered but Irene rushed to

made a bowl of soup. "Sir, Ms. White didn't have dinner. I'll take this soup to her

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the night, the sky was shrouded in darkness, with the moon high up but its supposed glow hidden by thick fog. It was a very cold night, with a chill sweeping through the air. The White family was in silence, but

closely. She'd been taking care of Irene since she was little, treating her almost like

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 forehead. William

stranger afterward. That night, in the deep quiet, everyone was sound asleep. Irene was sleeping deeply near the window area when

up her spine as she widened her eyes. That outfit was too familiar-it was the one Teresa had worn on the

the last nightmare, she'd had Daisy sleep next to her

down her face in fear, and

it! I saw Teresa!"