Although Isaac had now seen Debbie's true nature, he asked, "Why would you hurt James Cross? He was the one who got you recommended to this job. Shouldn't you be grateful?"He wanted to know if James found out about some sort of secret she had, that forced her to silence James."I really liked that diamond necklace you plan to give Irene Spencer, and I put it on as I fantasized that you gave it to me—James caught me red-handed, and I knew right then that he saw through me. So, I tried to silence him… permanently."Debbie then paused for a moment before adding, "Oh, I'm grateful that he got me this job, but he became my obstacle after he saw what I did. Hesitation is the worst thing to do, so I had to do what I did… who knew that he would've survived that instead." "Since you wanted to keep things quiet, why dispense with your disguise now? Are you really that confident that I'll bend to your whims?" Isaac leaned against his chair, but every nerve in his body was stiffening despite
Irene's words did not offer Isaac relief.Even if she did not misunderstand him and trusted him, it only strengthened his resolve to murder Debbie!He had never felt such bloodlust or the impulse to claim another life without regard to the consequences!Just then, Irene quietly said over the phone, "I'll do my best to find a cure.""Yeah," Isaac said quietly.It was not that much of a conversation, but both knew what each other were thinking. …Irene stared outside the car window, her hands sliding feebly to her lap while she watched the passing scenery.The car was driving steadily, but her heart could not calm down at all, and felt as if it was struck repeatedly by a raging tide.As the car came to a stop, Irene shelved her thoughts so that she could examine the current situation with calm composure and determination.She knew that Isaac would deal with Debbie—right now, she must find out what virus was embedded on the dog, and her best chance was Hotmesh Research.It was
Stephen was there mainly because of the research paper incident before.Though Tobey Kitsch, the deputy director, had since been fired for his duplicity and Irene was also caught in the subsequent fallout, Stephen was still hoping that they could continue using the research data to develop a fully artificial heart for the sake of the country.Dennis Turner, the director, naturally agreed with the idea.At the same time, he blamed himself for not seeing Tobey's true colors until it was too late, leaving a huge mess in his wake.After their discussion, Dennis was escorting Stephen out when he noticed Irene in the lobby.Knowing Irene's health, Stephen hurried to her and asked in concern, "What are you doing here? You should be resting at home."Irene sighed feebly. "I'm in trouble.""What is it? Do you need my help?" Irene smiled begrudgingly. "As a matter of fact, I do.""Alright, shoot—I'll help you as best as I can within my power," Stephen said.He still felt like he owed
Debbie leveled Sheryl a look of disdain. "You're the one who has no right here. Did you think I came to mess around? Issac sent me to chase you out of this house!""Don't give me that crap!" Sheryl naturally would not believe Debbie. "Tommy is sick. He's not going to make us leave at a time like this…""I'm marrying Isaac, so you are all leaving—get it?" Debbie planted herself on the couch like she owned the place. "You have one hour, or I'll have all your belongings thrown out.Sheryl almost fainted right then—her feet turned to jelly and she stumbled backward, and Mrs. Watson had to catch her.Then, turning to glare at Debbie for a second, Mrs. Watson then charged at her and started clawing her face!"You witch! You brought us that diseased cure to make Tommy sick! And now you've come here to brag?! Mr. Jefferson would never love that black heart of yours—wake up already!"Debbie was caught off guard and she felt the flaring sting on her face before she realized what was happ
Irene remembered then—she had lost one of her twins at the time.Debbie smiled. "Actually, I knew everything, including the fact that Ricky was the driver… But since the vehicle was registered under your name, I sent our men after you instead."Irene's hand slowly clenched into fists at her sides.Whitney Cox's amniocentesis did not cause a miscarriage at the time, but she had suffered one after those men attacked her.She had always held that grudge against Whitney, but it turned out that Debbie was the real culprit.If she did not send those men after her, both twins would have survived.She glared at Debbie then, truly realizing how far her treachery goes just then."Now you got what you wanted. You've won—I lost.""I always get what I want," Debbie gloated."Yeah. Good luck," Irene flatly said, and turned to leave.…They were soon done packing since they were just taking some clothes and necessities, and Irene was carrying Tommy, while Mrs. Watsons and Sheryl carried th
Tim Goldman shrugged innocently. "I wasn't even investigating you. Someone sent this to me."His expression looked so genuine anyone would fall for his ploy, but Peter was not stupid enough to believe him so easily.However, he had no idea how something he kept hidden so well in the distant past could be exposed. It was literally buried six feet under—everyone who knew about it was dead!"H-How did you get this?!" Peter growled, finally understanding that Tim was not stopping at simple blackmailing.However, Tim kept feigning innocence. "I honestly don't know who sent this."Peter slammed a hand on this desk furiously. "What do you want?! Just tell me already! I've already given you the project we competed for while you were busy sorting out your messy divorce, and paid 150 million dollars for your silence! Why do you keep doing this to me?!" "Doing this to you? Me?" Tim blinked, and quickly waved him off. "I'm not, and don't blame me when you have no proof, or I would have to
Tim said, "I agree, and I will help you when the time comes. However, I want his office building when we split the spoils."It was certainly a nice place—one would not blame Peter for resorting to murder for that plot of land."Of course." Zachary agreed to it right away, since he needed Tim's help.Naturally, he had done his homework on Tim before seeking his partnership—the man certainly had the resources to reopen an old case and renew the investigation, first by inciting online sentiment to pressure the authorities."All the best to our joint venture," Tim said, raising a glass in salute. "Let's toast with coffee for now."They had already squeezed Peter dry for money, after all.As Zachary clinked glasses with Tim, Tim's secretary entered. "The ambulance has arrived.""Let them do their work," Tim said. …Meanwhile, Irene had arrived at her new residence—a mansion up on the hill, near a body of water. There was only a road up to the hill, and it was hidden within thick
The chauffeur entered. Everyone appeared to be disappointed, perhaps believing that Isaac had arrived.The chauffeur did a double take in turn, and was left wondering if his timing was poor and led to their disappointment. He stood there, suddenly unsure if he should step inside or leave."Is there a problem?" Irene asked.The chauffeur hurried to her and handed her a cellphone. "This was left in the car."Irene took it and saw that it was her own phone.The chauffeur then added, "If there's anything else you need, ma'am, I'll be right outside.""Yeah," Irene replied—everyone there were people Isaac trusted. On the other hand, Sheryl was not continuing her rant about Isaac from before after being interrupted. In the end, she was just feeling upset over her daughter and her grandson's situation. All she could do right then was to care for them as best as she could, not to mention that Irene would be feeling the worst out of all of them.Even if she appeared calm, Sheryl c