FreeNovelThe Runaway Groom Chapter 237
At once, Irene was hit with a wave of awkwardness and embarrassment.
“Yes, I love you,” she admitted grumpily as she struggled against his hold. “Can you let go of me now?”
Isaac chuckled. “Nope.”
“You’re going to smother me if you keep holding me like this,” she complained.
“I would never,” he said quietly, and kissed her on her forehead.
His kiss was as gentle as a summer breeze, tugging at one’s heartstrings.
Irene felt her heart skip a beat, and leaned against his chest.
He was the first man whom she fell for–they were two individuals who would never have crossed paths,
yet events brought them together almost by force.
Perhaps this was their destiny…
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBzzt- Isaac’s cell phone on his desk began to ring, and Irene pulled away from his arms, saying, “Your
phone is ringing.”
Isaac heard it but did not take it, so she picked it up instead. Seeing that Stan was calling, she said,
“It’s Stan. Something must be up.
Isaac finally answered, and Stan quickly told him, “Take a look at the news, sir.”
Isaac turned on the big screen on the wall he used for video conferences.
It turns out that the media was now aware of Ian’s casino ship, and every channel was reporting about
it–they were all now setting their crosshairs on the Jefferson’s due to Ian’s involvement.
They were certainly saying anything they wanted, but most of it was harsh criticism–that the Jefferson’s
had plenty of money, yet would still take up such illegal activities that harms families and societies, and
would suffer retribution for it.
Isaac raised a brow. “What happened?”
He only called the cops, not the media–how did the media find out?
“Someone talked. Everyone knows about the casino ship,
” Stan replied.
“Someone talked?” Isaac became pensive.
Ian would never dig a hole for himself by revealing his own crimes, so who could it be?
Harvey Gooding, perhaps?
“Check if Harvey’s on the move recently,” Isaac said.
“Alright, but this is huge. I think your grandfather would be upset if he finds out,” Stan pointed out,
aware how much Henry cared about reputation.
The casino ship would disgrace the Jefferson’s and turn them into public enemies. Henry would be
throwing a fit once he found out!
Isaac, however, did not care what Henry thought—that old man hadn’t deserved his respect for a long
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All Henry cared about was to keep up appearances without regard for his own family. He was no
human, but a cold–blooded reptile!
“Don’t bother,” Isaac said, disenchanted with the old man.
“Alright, sir. I’ll be right back once I’m done here,” Stan said.
Isaac had just hung up when there was a knock on the door. It opened before he could say “Come in.”
Henry was standing menacingly at the doorway, with Debbie the secretary hanging her head behind
him, saying, “I’m sorry, sir–I couldn’t stop him.”
Isaac simply waved, dismissing her.
While Debbie left, Henry glanced at Irene before sitting on the couch.
“Good, you’re here too,” he said, waving at Moneypenny to put her divorce papers on the desk, “I was
the one who registered your marriage, so I’ll help you with your divorce too. Come.”
Irene was just about to walk to Henry, but Isaac caught her wrist. “Don’t move.”
Releasing her right after, he walked up to the desk and picked up the divorce papers. After scanning
through it, he tore them apart with a deafening rip.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” Henry snapped.
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