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

that she would go to Henry, and tell him that

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

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

hailed a

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

Knock, knock

“Come in,” he growled.

Stan entered. “Mr. Jefferson.”

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

his

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Isaac refused to

eventually see that he was sincere,

fall for him no matter what he

women.

not help asking, “Because of Kathy

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

to him, or Isaac would

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

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

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