Irene stared at her phone after texting Isaac, expecting a reply.However, she did not receive anything even as the car drove into the front porch.Irene tried to tell herself that he was busy, just to seek some solace. Nonetheless, Isaac was actually busy, and he was in a spacious conference room that could accommodate over a hundred people with dozens of executives. Many of them were foreigners, but they were all fidgeting despite being seated.While Remy had been founded recently, they had many of Light Group's profitable business and projects. Moreover, with Isaac's sharp sense in commerce and the trends of the market, his precise investment and exceptional judgment elevated Remy as a trustworthy investor in no time at all, and was making waves among their circles.In fact, one showbiz company that he invested in scouted up to four internet celebrities. Within two years, they built fanbases for themselves which numbered up to dozens of millions, but the executives of the co
As Isaac made his way towards Irene, her expression stiffened further, and her fingers dug further into her skirt.They were no strangers, but she was so nervous she could not speak.She missed him so much too, but she wanted to run away as he approached."You're going to leave your skirt wrinkled and unseemly if you keep creasing it," Isaac said as he reached her, and reached out to pry her fingers off her skirt.Feeling the coolness of her fingertips, he asked softly, "Are you cold?"Flustered, Irene nodded, and then shook her head.Isaac smiled. "It's not the first time you're meeting me. Why are you so nervous? Anyone who didn't know better would think I'm bullying you."Irene lowered her gaze. "No… I'm just surprised you suddenly came back."Isaac lifted her chin and smiled faintly, "You pretty yourself so much. I wouldn't miss it for the world."He was being so tender, and yet she felt that there was something between them. "Come ib, let's go in." He lifted her hand an
There were too many people in the wedding hall for Irene to track down Ricky. "Mr. Jefferson." Someone approached Isaac Jefferson when he noticed Isaac just then—Isaac did not want to socialize, which was why he had brought Irene to a quiet corner in the wedding hall. "I heard that you left Light Group, so Isaac would suffice now, I believe? Honestly, Light Group is now a real mess, and after rumors swirled that Ian Jefferson owes a mountain of debts, he was not heard from since… but I'm sure you know if it's true, don't you?"Everyone used to revere and feared Isaac in the business, because he was as swift as he was decisive and merciless.However, now that he left Light Group, there were those who believed that he was nothing—just like Mr. Little here who would address him by his first name. Moreover, after Ian made such a serious blunder, the Jeffersons were no longer the dynasty from before and were far from untouchable.Isaac looked up coolly at Mr. Little right then and
Mr. Townsend shot Mr. Little a look. "Isaac may have left Light Group, but he hasn't left commerce. What, are you interested in a partnership with him?"Mr. Little was left wanting to hide himself even as blushed, his cheeks scarlet as if he had too much to drink. "I would love to, but I don't think Mr. Jefferson would need one."Mr. Townsend was naturally experienced enough to tell what was going on. His shrewd eyes darted between Mr. Little and Isaac, and he grinned broadly as he surmised what happened just then. "Well, Isaac is involved in too many megaprojects to pick up small businesses."Then, turning back to Isaac, he asked, "By the way, what is this I heard about you acquiring Silverpond?"Mr. Little was left thunderstruck right then. Silverpond? That bank had been in business for over a century!"You have sharp ears, Mr. Townsend," Isaac said as he clinked glasses with him again."Honestly, the way your empire has expanded…" Mr. Townsend sighed in awe, and flashed a th
Zachary turned around to see Ricky standing nearby, with Lulu beside him.Zachary's face fell as his gaze lingered on Lulu, and Ricky could actually feel her trembling. Reaching out, he held her hand and whispered, "It's alright. I'm with you."Zachary saw that, and he immediately balled into a fist.Irene naturally noticed that Zachary was already holding back, and quickly walked up in front of Lulu to block his line of sight. "Found you. Now, it's time for us to leave—you can go about your business now, Zachary."Zachary did not leave, however, instead strode toward them, stalking past Irene. "I need to talk to Lulu."Lulu held his gaze, and said calmly and impassively, "There's nothing to talk about. You're the groom, so stick to your business. I won't be imposing—in fact, I wouldn't be here if I'd known that it's your wedding today. Ricky tricked me, saying that it's a friend's wedding and insisted that I accompany him., so believe me when I tell you that I'm not here to sab
Time seemed to stand still for several seconds until Ember spoke."Lulu Adams, I presume? Zachary told me about you. Did you come to attend my wedding too?"She was smiling as if nothing ever happened.On the other hand, Lulu was frowning. Zachary told Ember about her? Like a boyfriend would tell her girlfriend about his ex?Humiliated, Lulu snorted. "I've just come to congratulate you on your wedding. I wish you the best today and always," she said, before turning toward Zachary. "Your husband is such a playboy that you'd better keep him on a tight leash, or he'd get restless whenever he lays his eyes on another woman," "He's not like that," Ember said, lifting her dress as she walked toward them and wrapped her arms around Zachary. "It's our wedding today, so we have many guests to greet, and the ceremony is starting soon. Do feel free to take a seat at the hall—it's time we leave."From the very start, she never raised her voice or got upset. Her calmness and tolerance wa
Irene took the note and asked, "Who was the sender?"The attendant shook his head, because he had instructions beforehand. "I can't say.""Alright, thank you." Irene said, refraining from making things difficult for him.After the attendant left, Irene unfurled the piece of paper and read it.[26th floor, Room 502. There's something you must know.]Once she read it, she crumpled it into a ball and threw it into a trash can nearby, but did not land.Something mysterious and unsigned like that would be nothing good—she was not stupid enough to answer such a call.At the same time, the ceremony was starting.As the mob around Isaac dispersed, he went to sit beside Irene. "You're a busy man," she said. He was just here to attend a wedding, but he was the one who got mobbed. She took another sip of her juice and then put her glass down rather heavily.Isaac glanced at the glass and asked, "Are you upset?"Irene shook her head firmly—she certainly would not dare to get upset
A gentle push, and the door was open… But there was nothing inside.Irene frowned. "Could this be a prank?"Isaac said nothing, but he had a hunch—it was probably not a prank, but since Irene did not fall for their trap, the people behind cleaned things up thoroughly and left no trace behind."Let's go back," she said.It was not their wedding, and running off like this was impolite."Yeah," Isaac agreed. While they stood waiting for the elevator, Irene leaned against him, but just as she was going to hold his hand, the elevator arrived with a jingle.As the doors opened, Irene quietly pulled away, but Isaac took her hand, catching her by surprise.In the instant their skin touched, her heart began to pound.She had no idea why—especially after they had shared their bed for a while now.Nonetheless, she followed Isaac into the elevator, with the doors soon closing behind him. As she pressed the button to the first floor, the doors closed, confining them within. Irene looke