Chapter 218

Just as Isaac was about to get up, however, Irene moved the cursor and said, "Wait—let's get prepared as much as we can before we get started."

As she read through the dossier on Ian's sugar baby, Isaac watched her from the side, smiling faintly as he admired her prudence.

And after she was done, Irene said, "This might not be as hard as I thought."

"How so?" he asked.

"Look here—she's a dance judge," Irene pointed out. "I happen to know some dancing, and that counts as a conversation starter, I guess?"

Isaac's eyes twinkled as he watched her.

Indeed, Irene was quite versatile, having learned the piano, painting, dance, and medicine.

"Wait, I think my friend might know here," Irene suddenly said as a person came to mind.

She took out her phone and took a photo of the woman, while pulling Isaac along. "Do you remember Mark Wickers? From Dorime Pharmaceuticals?"

Isaac followed as he replied, "I do. We're still partners."

Irene appeared a little excited just then. "His wife has