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!

her pain

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

caved and she

tied her disheveled hair behind her head, and her footsteps

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

Knock, knock

“Come in,” he growled.

Stan entered. “Mr. Jefferson.”

the security 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 to throw every single

his

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refused to listen to

that he was sincere, but it turned out

to fall for him no matter what he did,

women.

not help asking, “Because of Kathy

sacking, only to arrange a job for her

Isaac would not have broken his

reminds me. Head over to the manor tomorrow, get the silver crucifix, and give it to

very important to you, Mr. Jefferson!” Stan could

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