You Are The Pursuit of My Life

Chapter 97

The name Dave shifted Thomas' expression slightly, but Irene didn't notice it. Since Jordan had said that Dave was hiding in San Fetillo and Thomas had been living in San Fetillo for quite some time, Irene reckoned that perhaps Thomas had heard of Dave before. "By the way, Uncle Thomas, in all your years in San Fetillo, have you ever heard of a person named Dave Walker?"

"Nope!" Thomas replied.

"Ah, I'm not thinking straight. If Dave is hiding in San Fetillo, there is no way he would reveal his real name," Irene mocked herself.

"Irene, why are you guys looking for this Dave guy?" Thomas questioned.

Irene told Thomas about the stadium design. "If we can get Dave to design it, then the chances of the Golden Age Group winning will be high. If we can't find him, it will likely end with a tie with the Myers Group."

Thomas seemed to consider her statement carefully. "Irene, heaven helps the worthy. Perhaps you'll find Dave."

"I know you're trying to comfort me, but even if we find Dave, there's no guarantee he would be willing to help. What's more, we're not sure if we can find him either." Irene shook her head.

"God will definitely help you," Thomas repeated.

Looking at the time, Irene realized it was already noon. "Uncle Thomas, let's go out for a meal today. We'll have your favorite dish."

Thomas nodded and headed out of the door with Irene.

When Irene returned to the Cook family in the evening, Steven arrived home at the same time too. Deborah kindly handed him his slippers while Lily helped take Steven's briefcase from him. On the other hand, Irene, who was following behind, watched them with a derisive smile on her face.

Deborah was really gentle and considerate to Steven. It was no wonder that Steven would believe all her words.

As Deborah noticed Irene's disdainful smile, she immediately announced, "I made Irene's favorite dish tonight."

"My favorite dish? Did I hear you right? Mrs. Cook, you actually know what I like to eat?" Irene squealed, feigning a look of surprise.

"I told her last night," Steven chimed in.

"Mr. Cook, I'm flattered that you remember what I like to eat!" Irene's smile grew wider, the hint of mockery even more obvious this time. She then walked over to the dining room to glance at the dishes on the table. "Mr. Cook, are you sure these are all my favorites?" "You liked these when you were a kid," said Steven as he walked over.

"Infants love to drink milk too! Mr. Cook, tell me, do you really think that people drink milk when they are adults because of that?" she chided.

At that, Steven stiffened awkwardly. Nevertheless, Irene didn't relent, instead, she pressed on further, "Mr. Cook, you'd better enjoy the meal Mrs. Cook prepared for you. Let me know when you're done eating; I have something to tell you." Steven froze. "You're not eating?"

"I mean, oh my, these chicken steaks aren't zombie steaks, are they? I heard on TV that there is a lot of zombie meat that has been frozen for hundreds of years now. I'm sure I'll turn into a zombie if I eat it. I'd rather eat pizza!" Irene sneered. She was determined to make them lose their appetites with her words.

any longer. She blurted, "Mom made these specially for you. Don't describe it in such a disgusting manner

otherwise, you might regret

enough. She dropped her act and shouted, "Irene, Dad has already given you the urban construction project

"I want you all to get out of

I thought we agreed to a fair fight. Miss Cook, don't worry! You're Mr. Cook's

the sports tournament project, yet it turned

cast a glance at Steven. "Well, even the best lies aren't foolproof. Mr. Cook, you should know better than anyone else about what is going

quickly. He had wanted to take the time to talk to Irene about that matter, but he didn't

much that you are going to mistreat her husband. Mr. Cook, why don't you make it clear to them who you really care for? Is it me or is it your illegitimate daughter and her mistress mother?"

always first. Otherwise, he wouldn't have cheated on

was ruined. In fact, she was content with her own performance. She

very unpleasant dinner. The food on the table was practically left untouched. Steven only had a few sips of soup before he got up and

each other. Lily

not eat it then. We'll go out for a late-night snack later." Deborah also felt

every day with

her voice. "The fact that she's fussing proves that she's not happy. Something probably pissed her off before she arrived home. Got

next to him. He's a playboy. Mom, do you think it's because Jordan dumped her that she's in a bad

as she opened the

Steven entered her room and tried to explain himself. "I didn't mean to keep this from you. I just found out about it and I was going to

"Mr. Cook, let's get down to business. I have returned to the Cook family as you requested.

so straightforward and

"When exactly?" Irene pursued.

in need of money?"

"Yes!"

the money I've saved over the past

about those properties? Are you not going to give it to me?" Irene

are yours, but only after

it?" Irene questioned mockingly. "Mr. Cook, please explain

"Irene, you've misunderstood me!"

and Lily that all

over

not be touched. After all, it was not a small amount of money. If

greed, she would definitely

Deborah's greed, but the fact that those properties couldn't

to explain anything!" Irene spat impatiently. It seemed that i I was not easy to get

not a person worthy of sympathy. Irene felt stupid