Chapter 173

With those words, Issac got out of the car, slamming the door with a loud bang.

Irene flinched.

“Isaac?”

That night…

It was him?

She dragged her sore body out of the car and tried to give chase, only to realize suddenly that she was buck naked.

Pulling a shirt to hide her chest, she yelled, “Get back here, Isaac Jefferson!”

There was only darkness in the underground parking lot, and the echoes of her own voice were her answer. The hazard lights were flashing, but he was nowhere to be seen.

He was gone.

Irene laughed, and soon tears covered her face.

She was no slut–she had only been with one man, and it was Isaac!

She suddenly had a slight desire for him… to be with him!

pain as she picked

she would go to Henry, and tell him that Tommy was no bastard, but

on her clothes, her knees suddenly caved and she almost slipped, but managed to catch the

hair behind her head, and her footsteps echoed within the vastness of the

left and hailed a taxi

floor, Issac was standing before the curtain window of his own office. There was a river in the distance, illuminated by rows of street lights that reflected faintly off his

Knock, knock

“Come in,” he growled.

Stan entered. “Mr. Jefferson.”

room and delete the footage from the basement parking lot. You don’t have to go to Spencer Holdings from now on, and tell Mrs. Watson

lowered his head.

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refused to

eventually see that he was sincere, but it turned out that she had a heart

what he

women.

so, Stan could not help asking, “Because

himself had ordered Kathy’s sacking, only to

must be special to him, or Isaac would not

actually only remembered Kathy when Stan mentioned her, and said, “That reminds me. Head over to

important to you, Mr. Jefferson!” Stan could not

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