Irene looked up when she heard the voice and saw him.His towering figure, and the presence he carried—honed after weathering trials and tribulations, seemed to strike like a powerful gust as he made his way towards her.But although Irene felt a moment of security from Isaac's arrival, she soon felt a headache—rumors that she slept her way to the top were all but proven now.She took a deep breath and asked, "What are you doing here?"Isaac remained silent, but he was leveling a sharp look at Yolanda.On the other hand, Dennis might be upset with Yolanda, but he did not want her fired.In fact, most of the employees there were quite competent. Knowing very well that Isaac was far less tender than Irene, he was really worried Isaac would want Yolanda fired!Smiling apologetically, he said, "Oh, it's just a little misunderstanding—""Really?" Isaac's lips curled up as he turned sharply toward Yolanda. "Was that a misunderstanding?"Utterly dwarfed in presence alone, Yolanda t
"Tobey Kitsch's wife," Irene answered flatly with a wane smile.She was the victim when it came to the research data leaks and was somehow targeted for relation. People were certainly as complicated as they were sinister."So? Have you thought about what you'd do?" Isaac asked, glowering. It was clear that he was very unhappy about this, especially after Irene suffered so much because of those leaks.And yet, they plotted revenge instead of being repentant, and the sheer inane attitude from that alone deserved no mercy. Seeing that Irene was silent, he quickly said, "I'll handle it."Irene looked up at him then, her dark eyelashes fluttering.After more silence, she said, "You can handle anything that happens outside this building. I'll handle what's within."Isaac became quiet, because he wanted to handle both for her.And judging from her look of hesitation, she was not going to be tough on them."Irene…""I never tell you what to do at work, so I would like you to not
Dennis was about to speak when Irene simply turned and left, while Yolanda caught his sleeve. "You've always been nice to Irene, Director. She would definitely listen if you asked."However, Dennis was smart enough to judge that the best option here was for Irene to handle this herself. Even if Irene was willing to spare Yolanda, Yolanda must first be direct with her."Do it yourself—you're not a child. Why can't you let go of your pride?"With those words, Dennis strode off.Yolanda was going to have to think through this herself, and anything anyone else would say was pointless.With that, Yolanda was left sitting on the stone bench with a major headache.It was not as if she did not know how to weigh a situation, and she certainly understood that her job was more important.She just could not put aside her pride.Moreover, she was the one who messed with Irene first, and with Irene being so much younger than she was, Yolanda knows that once she apologized, she would never
Henry was leaning on his seat, his body covered under a blanket.He was skinny and withered. The wrinkles on his neck were distinct and his eyes were sunken and dull, while his face was covered in irregular patches of liver spots.A man like him should be surrounded by his children and grandchildren, reveling in familial joy, but Henry appeared desolate and miserable.Even so, Irene still felt no sympathy because it was all Henry's own fault, and he could not blame anyone else."I know you want me to talk to Isaac. After all, you're old and need family now more than ever, don't you?""Would you help me?" Henry would certainly admit that he was old and needed company."Don't you have Ian Jefferson already?" Irene pointed out icily. "You're still blaming me for that?" Henry rasped feebly—even his voice seemed old."The past is the past. I won't pursue it any further," she said, holding his gaze. "You had me marry Isaac as my father requested, because you had your agenda. You wan
Irene did a double take. "W-What are you doing here?"Ricky was glaring at her. "Did you know that Lulu left?""I was just looking for you—""Did you know?!" Ricky was planning to have dinner with Lulu and went to her house to look for her, only to find that she was gone, along with all her belongings.She did not leave any message either, and Ricky remembered that she had been behaving strangely because she regained her memory.In that case, she most definitely would go to Irene!"Calm down first," Irene told him."Calm down? How?! I'm losing my mind looking for her!"Ricky had looked everywhere he could, and only came to Irene after he ran out of places to look."Why can't you? Lulu's not going to fall for you when you're bristling like a kid. Come to me again when you calmed down enough and can talk normally!"With that, Irene started to stride off, and Ricky panickily caught her sleeve. "Irene…"Irene held his gaze. "I'm serious. If you can't calm down and listen, I wo
Irene quickly pulled herself out of Seth Hedge's arms and pulled Ricky along. "Let's go."Ricky was still too upset to listen, but Irene warned him before he could refuse, "You'd better behave if you want to know more about Lulu."Ricky immediately did.As for Seth, he just happened to come to the same restaurant, and he did not expect to run into Irene here.He did not dare to approach her, but could not stop himself from helping when he saw that she was about to fall. "I saved you there, Irene, and you're leaving without so much as thanking me? Do you think that's right?"The clear voice from behind only left Irene annoyed, while Ricky whispered, "Wasn't he our neighbor? Seth Hedge, right? I thought he went abroad… When did he come back? Have you met him earlier?""No," Irene said coolly.Ricky was skeptical—why would she hate him so much? There had to be a reason, but he was not in the mood to probe into Irene's affairs at the moment."Just be honest. Where's Lulu? I'll
Ricky was lying on the road and bleeding profusely from his forehead. The driver stood nearby, repeating in panic, "I didn't run into him, I didn't… He hit my car…""Just help me already!" Irene snapped—she could not move Ricky by herself.Moreover, he was at risk after having recently undergone a heart transplant, leaving his body weaker than most. She must get Ricky checked, and had no time for the blame game.The driver quickly went up and carried Ricky to Irene's car, but although the chauffeur floored the gas pedal, it was not until half an hour later that they reached a hospital.Although Irene did not work there, she had a medical license and was given permission to stay while a doctor examined Ricky.Fortunately, he was fine—just unconscious from a concussion. They cleaned the cut on his head and kept him for observation, and he would be allowed to leave if he did not feel unwell over the next 24 hours.As Irene stepped outside, she saw that the driver had come as wel
It was not just Isaac inside—Zachary was there too, and the pungent scent of alcohol struck Irene's nose once she stepped inside!She had no idea how much Isaac had drunk, but it was obvious that Zachary had drunk a lot too, as he was sprawled limply on the couch, his cheeks clearly flushed even under the dim light.He had already taken off his jacket and thrown it to a corner, while his collar was unbuttoned, revealing his reddish skin.Irene was frowning as she entered, and she went to check on Isaac first. He was not dead-drunk like Zachary, and his cheeks were not red—it was likely that he was not the type who got flushed from alcohol. Still, there was an unfocused look in his eyes as he watched her, and he held out a hand at her. "You're here."Irene put her hand on his palm and sat beside him right then. "How much did Zachary drink?"Isaac did not respond but merely leveled her a meaningful look.Getting the creeps from his stare, she averted her eyes and asked, "What