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.

at once. Lily couldn't hold it in any longer. She blurted,

otherwise, you might regret it after you turn into a zombie after eating

enough was enough. She dropped her act and shouted, "Irene, Dad has already given you the urban construction project as you wish. He's

do I want?" Irene smirked cheerfully at Lily. "I want you

As for the sports tournament, Mr. Cook, I thought we agreed to a

yet it turned into a fair fight because of you. He obviously favors you. Why aren't you grateful

Steven. "Well, even the best lies aren't foolproof. Mr. Cook, you should know better than anyone

red before it paled quickly. He had wanted to take the time to talk to

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

It's not that Mr. Cook is biased, but the state has issued a document. For him, you two are always first. Otherwise, he wouldn't

was sure their dinner was ruined. In fact, she was content with her own

left

Irene, Deborah and Lily looked at each other. Lily put down her cutlery. "Mom, I can't have this.

We'll go out for a late-night snack later." Deborah also felt sick to

sick every day with Irene around?"

lowered her voice. "The fact that she's fussing proves that she's not

a playboy. Mom, do you think it's because Jordan dumped her that she's in a bad mood?" "Keep your voice down!" Deborah stopped

As soon as she opened the door, Irene asked, "Mr. Cook,

you. I just found

business. I have returned to the

was taken aback. He hadn't expected Irene to be so straightforward and direct in jumping him for the assets. "In

"When exactly?" Irene pursued.

are you in need of money?" Steven

"Yes!"

you the money I've saved

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

only

mean, if Lily doesn't get married for the rest of her life, I'll never get it?" Irene questioned mockingly. "Mr. Cook, please explain it clearly. Are you planning all of this

"Irene, you've misunderstood me!"

was put in an awkward position. He had made it very clear to Deborah and Lily that all of his property would be Irene's after Lil married Edric. Since Lily

over

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

greed, she would definitely create

concern now was not Deborah's greed, but the fact that those properties

don't have to explain anything!" Irene spat impatiently. It seemed that i I was not easy to get his so-called properties. She didn't have much

worthy of sympathy. Irene