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!

and ignored her pain as she picked up

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

caved and she almost slipped,

tied her disheveled hair behind her head, and her footsteps echoed within the vastness of the parking lot

a taxi

curtain window of his own office. There was a river in the distance, illuminated by rows of street

Knock, knock

“Come in,” he growled.

Stan entered. “Mr. Jefferson.”

collar. “Head to 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 one of

lowered his

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refused

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

fall for him no matter what he did, even

women.

so, Stan could not help asking, “Because

only to arrange

special to him, or Isaac

“That reminds me. Head over to the manor

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

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