"When did that happen?!" Isaac barked."I'm guessing in the last 48 hours," Stan replied from the other end. "I just received word myself.""Find her!" Isaac bellowed then. "Yes, Mr. Jefferson."When he hung up, Isaac flung his phone at the table, smacking it loudly as if to reflect his mood. "What happened?" Irene asked. "Is it really that bad?"For Isaac, it could well be—Whitney Cox had just been rescued by her former flame, the rich kid named Chad Ross.Meeting Irene's gaze, Isaac told her, "It's nothing."However, he would never allow Whitney to stay unpunished—she had impersonated Irene, and had indirectly caused him to kill his own child!On the other hand, Irene did not dwell on the matter. She simply presumed that it was a bad day at the office, and kept eating.After they finished breakfast and were ready to leave, Moneypenny—the butler from Jefferson Manor—arrived, and told Isaac, "Master Isaac, Master Jefferson is asking to see you. Please return to the manor wi

Amidst the confusion, Irene saw that Isaac was on top of her."W-What's wrong?" she asked, but it was as if he was unable to hear her as he violently shredded her clothes.He was no different from a rampaging beast—violent and unreasonable.Irene struggled, but her strength was insignificant to him, and she felt chills all over as her clothes were torn off, leaving her naked right before him.Her eyes welling with tears, she rasped, "Why are you doing this?!""That's my question!" he snarled with a coldness that reverberated from his throat. "You had your father beg for a divorce! Could you stoop any lower?!"Irene did a double take—Lionel had actually begged Henry just to help her get a divorce?She felt a stuffy sensation over her chest, and suddenly could not breathe. Isaac furiously grabbed her chin then, "Have I not done right by you? Is your heart really made of ice? Huh?!"Irene looked him straight in the eye then, and saw his disappointment, heartache, and desolation.

Irene's expression darkened as she stared at Isaac holding that girl.It hurt—as if someone had shoved her heart on a meat hook."Did you come looking for me?" he asked her then, looking fixedly at her as if afraid to miss a sliver of her reaction.Irene, however, feigned nonchalance and flashed an impeccable smile. "No, I didn't. I was just passing by, and I have something else to do. I'll be leaving now."With that, she returned to the car, and urged Jimmy to drive away as fast as he could. "Move, now!"All she wanted right then was to get out of that place, and even as the car moved, she did not even look out of the window once, as if fearful that she would see Isaac holding another woman again.She wanted to slap herself right then—she actually came to make peace, and come clean to him!"He's the enemy!" she murmured, giggling self-deprecatingly. "You must have gone crazy—or drugged, Irene Spencer! To think you'd fall for the man who killed your child!""Mrs. Jefferson…" Ji

Stan beckoned for Kathy to come closer before whispering into her ear.Her pretty eyes abruptly lit up with a twinkle, and when Stan was finished, she said, "I understand.""Don't even think about stepping out of line, understand?""Understood," Kathy said tamely. "Good."…Later in the evening, once Stan had confirmed that Isaac had returned to his mansion, he notified Kathy.In the mansion, Irene was nestled on the couch and reading a book, and acted as if she did not see Isaac return—even if her mind already drifted away from her book.She wondered how Isaac could pretend that he loved her when he had other women on the side… even doing that to her!She knew it. All men thought with their scrotums, doing it just because they wanted, even if love was not involved. And here she thought Isaac lost control because he was furious! He was no exception to the scrotum rule—any pretty face will do!Casually throwing his jacket on the couch just then, Isaac stood beside the table

Furious, Irene knocked Isaac's hand away. They had already planned to get a room, and he was still pretending as if he cared about her? Right in front of his lover?His talent was wasted as CEO. He should be an actor instead!"You're a liar!" she snapped, and started to run upstairs.However, her foot might have been still too stiff, or she was moving too quickly, or perhaps she was simply too distracted… she almost tripped on the stairs, but caught the scaffolding in time so that she did not actually fall.That left her even more frustrated. Forget making a fool of herself in front of Isaac—she was doing it in front of his lover too!"Stupid mansion!" she snapped grumpily. "They can't even get the design right when they built it!"Isaac stared at her and said, "If you say so. Let's demolish this place and build it in a design you prefer."Irene wheeled on him and shot him a glare.See? He was flirting with her again! "Why do you care? Go to the hotel already!" Irene huffed