The Runaway Groom

Chapter 1053

"Just tell me," Irene said-she did not have to worry about money with a backer like Isaac.

She was just concerned that Eagle's idea might not be reliable, and Lulu was very weak at the moment-there must be no slip-ups.

"There's this female colleague of mine who is strong and shows a strong sense of duty," Eagle explained. "However, hiring her is expensive, though I could ask her over if you're willing to keep an eye on Ms. Adams. She might not be meticulous as a care worker since her expertise is combat, so you can hire a care worker in addition to her so Ms. Adams would have both care and protection. What do you think?"

"Let me think about it," Irene replied.

Money was not a problem-the problem was that she did not know a thing about the woman Eagle was talking about, making her no different from a stranger.

On the other hand, it might be ideal if she had Eagle stayed instead and hired an additional care worker as he suggested.

"It's late, you should get some sleep. There's no danger here anyway,' she then told Eagle.

"Yes, ma'am," Eagle replied and left the room.

Irene then checked the time and decided Isaac would still be awake at the moment.

She walked up to the window and called him, and he picked up soon enough.

"Still awake?" she asked.

Isaac's voice was a little hoarse. "I'm at the office."

"Are you busy?"

"Yeah."

decided that he sounded busy, so she said,"

you

she replied, refraining from giving anything specific to surprise

so Irene asked, "Do

before being silent for a while. "I'd miss you aside from

it." Irene smiled, leaning against the window. "You can't

not think while they were asleep, so

sighed feebly. “How are things

a while. Anyway, I was calling to ask if there are more reliable people at

at the offices of Remy, Isaac was reclining against his chair behind

at the bright lights

because of that, and not to ask about their children or because she missed

she have called at all if

"Isaac, I..."

"Don't worry. Eagle is

hung up, flinging his

the curve over Adam's apple was as bewitching as it

his wrinkled shirt could

at her phone after