You Are The Pursuit of My Life

Chapter 13

Irene was still confused on her way back. The pay for the show that Kinsey told her was very tempting. She also told Irene that she might be paid more if the ratings were good. Wouldn't she make a fortune if that was true? It was kind of silly to consider tens of thousands of dollars as a fortune. But it was indeed a good thing for Irene.

Now that her uncle was ill, she had to have a large sum of money prepared. She had just been fired and had no source of income. If being a guest in this reality show could really make money, she had to take it.

The car stopped and Irene got off the car in a rush with the file in her hand. Yet she was stopped when she walked to the entrance of the hall. Jordan smiled at her with a teasing look, his hands in his pockets. "Irene! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"What are you waiting for me for?" Irene was not in a good mood.

She did not wear her black- framed eyeglasses and her eyes were bright. Her

voice was not as quiet and timid as usual. She completely changed into another person. Jordan liked it very much and said unashamedly, "I have something to tell you. Come with me."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand and pulled Irene. Irene was startled and shook off his hand by reflex. "What do you want to do, Jordan?"

Jordan immediately grabbed her hand again and said, "I really have something to say to you!"

want to hear that,

you go!" Jordan was a spoiled young master and soon lost his temper. He dragged Irene away despite her

hand to slap his face. Jordan was well-prepared since he had been slapped once in the morning. In an instant, he

free and was dragged to the car by

expect him to be so shameless. She

at the passerby and said, "My

outfit that he was a polished and extraordinary young man rather than some random hooligan. Besides, he was handsome and dashing while Irene was as beautiful as an angle. The two of them

her head and fiercely bit Jordan's hand. Jordan did not expect

in blood. A grimace distorted his mouth. "This woman is

cursing. With a screeching sound of skidding brakes,

were both well-known people. He smiled awkwardly and said,

mirthless smile, "Mr.Reed,

it already. Women are so petty. She asked me to keep her company last night but I couldn't come for some serious business matters. Then she got angry. I came here to apologize, but she won't

Edric. He sneered and