Chapter 337

Irene then asked, “Do you boys want something to drink?”

Stan said nothing–he was fine either way.

James refused politely, “I’m afraid there’s still work tomorrow. Boozing might complicate things.”

Irene did not try to push him–it was just a question..

That was when James’s phone rang, and he moved to the living room to answer the call.

Irene glanced at him, thinking to herself just then that James was more prudent and sharp than Stan.

If she wanted to find out the identity of the woman Isaac kept in his heart, she would have to find out from Stan.

Pushing a plate of Mrs. Watson’s signature dish to Stan, she smiled. “Here: Mrs. Watson’s finest Chilean sea bass, and it’s even better than what they serve at fine dining restaurants. Have some.”

Stan was actually overwhelmed, and quickly ate–it was certainly great.

“Oh, it’s fantastic,” he praised endlessly.

as she

food, “It’s been a while. Didn’t keep count.”

you would know everything about him,

“More

he’s not exactly young, so how many girlfriends

a while before saying, “Mr. Jefferson had never been in a

she was trying to trick him into confessing…

was saying was the truth anyway.

to be paranoid. I’m being honest when I say

chewing on a piece of eggplant just then. “Is he really going to

Stan was speechless.

table did not look as appetizing as they had been

still know

out,” Irene explained. “He’s still bearing the injury from saving me, so I’m not going to fight him over something

was skeptical. “Really?”

Irene answered simply.

he relaxed, worried

He never flirted, and always ignored the many ladies who tried to woo him. There was even a time when I wondered if he didn’t swing that way,

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