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
Irene looked up at Stephen after reading through the research results, her eyes twinkling in delight. "So it's actually curable?"Stephen nodded.Irene had been a researcher in Mead Clinic, and could naturally understand the complex data and find a breakthrough. The most common infectious disease that dogs transmitted was rabies, but it would take the mixing of blood.On the other hand, the virus that this dog carried could pass through its fur alone, but it was not particularly potent—only Tommy, a child with low immunity, would get infected after being in contact with the dog. The rash was a symptom, and things would get worse if not treated soon. Naturally, Tommy's brain might be affected if his fever continued. Irene stayed silent in thought and kept studying the data that the team found. "I need a lab.""Of course," Stephen replied. "They will see to any needs you have, and the labs are readily available. Just use it anytime you want—they will bring you any equipment t
It sounded like Debbie. Irene's expression changed for a split second, but she soon regained her calm. Of course she would be asking for a meeting now to brag."Where?" Irene asked, agreeing to it right then—she should be the audience if Debbie wanted to brag, should she not?"Two Beaches Coffee." "Got it," Irene said and hung up. Stephen looked up at her, swallowed his food and told her, "Just do what you have to. We'll hold down the fort here."Irene nodded and cleaned up the table after finishing her lunch. "Thanks for your help, everyone.""Oh, it's fine," everyone answered in unison. Over the last few days, Mark's research team had heard about how Irene stole Mead Clinic's research data and hence grew to respect her. They grew to think that she was a woman who saw the big picture, and they were willing to help.Irene was grateful. Though she said nothing, she was ready to reward them generously once the antidote was made.Though they were being kind to her, she sho
Naturally, Debbie did not bring Irene to the cafe just to brag. She wanted Irene to give up on Isaac completely. If she could not claim Isaac's heart, her only option was to make Irene betray him, so that she would have an opening—a chance to win over Isaac. In fact, once she captured him, she had already hatched the plan to use Ricky as hostage and coerce Irene."It's not as if I can't consider freeing him.""What do you want?" Irene, however, knew that she would not do so easily—Debbie would demand something from her."I know that Isaac agreed to marry me mostly to save your son," Debbie said. "But even if he doesn't love me, his heart would definitely break if you love another man, and that gives me an opportunity. So, get yourself another man and tell Isaac that you don't love him anymore, and I'll consider letting Ricky go."Irene was laughing inwardly. "You've really covered all the bases, haven't you?""I have no choice." Debbie smirked.She certainly had to be thoro