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

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

caved and she almost slipped, but

head, and her footsteps echoed within the vastness

hailed a taxi

office. There was a river in the distance, illuminated by rows of street lights

Knock, knock

“Come in,” he growled.

Stan entered. “Mr. Jefferson.”

footage from the basement parking lot. You don’t have to go to Spencer Holdings from now on, and tell Mrs. Watson to throw every single one of Irene Spencer’s belongings from my mansion. I don’t want to see any traces of

lowered his head.

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refused to listen to

was sincere, but it turned out that she

matter what he

women.

could not help asking, “Because of

had ordered Kathy’s sacking, only to arrange a job for her

him, or Isaac would not

remembered Kathy when Stan mentioned her, and said, “That reminds me. Head over to the manor tomorrow, get the silver crucifix, and give

Jefferson!” Stan could not stay calm

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