The Runaway Groom

Chapter 166

Irene quickly averted her eyes and tried to avoid them, but Stan suddenly said, “Mr. Jefferson is here. Aren’t you going to greet him?”

His voice drew the attention of those nearby.

As Isaac turned to look, Irene had nowhere to hide. Meeting his gaze and flashing a smile, she said, “I was going to consult Stan…”

“About what?” Isaac asked, despite knowing the answer.

He just wanted to know how she was going to answer.

Moreover, he had the feeling that she was distancing herself from him. She kept claiming that she was busy and never returned to the mansion, even stopping him from attending Lionel’s funeral.

“It’s nothing important,” she said flatly.

Remaining impassive, Isaac told her, “Come with me.‘

With that, he headed inside his own office.

Irene stood where she was, hesitating if she should follow.

Seeing that she was not moving, Stan quietly told her, “Just go already–Mr. Jefferson is being nice, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a temper.”

“I know,” Irene replied, taking a deep breath mustering a smile, before turning to Kathy York. “Wasn’t she fired? Why is she still here?”

Stan glanced at Kathy as well, and replied, “She was, but Mr. Jefferson told me to arrange a job for her afterwards. She’s now working in the PR department, and she just came by to deliver some documents…”

It was confusing for Stan too–Isaac was clearly only interested in Irene before, and regarded Kathy with disdain.

That was why Stan was left confused about Isaac’s intentions in rehiring her after she was

fired.

Could he have feelings for Kathy too?

Still, Irene smiled. “Weird, huh?” C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

Stan nodded, but quickly came to his senses and shook her head. “Please don’t misunderstand -he’s not like that.”

Irene remained calm and kept smiling. “Women love him, don’t they?”

Stan stayed silent–it was the truth anyway.

“Surrounded by babes, he’ll eventually get sick of boring women like me…”

“No, you’re different,” Stan quickly said.

Irene smiled but thought nothing of it.

Was she different? How so?

Nonetheless, she chuckled self–deprecatingly and headed into Isaac’s office.

Kathy was holding a document folder and flashed a grin at her. “We meet again.”

Her visage appeared harmless, but the provocation in those eyes were apparent.

Irene naturally knew that she was into Isaac.

When it comes to women, it takes one to know one–Irene had also sensed as much when Kathy visited them at Isaac’s mansion.

With Henry’s support, it would not be difficult for Kathy to become the next Mrs. Jefferson

anyway.

“Yes, what a coincidence.” Irene smiled, and entered Isaac’s office.

Kathy’s smile faded in turn, her fingers clenching on the folder as jealousy and envy clouded her eyes.

Naturally, she envied Irene’s relationship with Isaac, and was jealous that she had his love.

Isaac was standing before the curtain wall of his office, and turned when he heard the door

open.

Irene had an impeccable smile on his face. “What’s the matter?”

Isaac stayed silent, but his eyes never left her.

“What’s with that look?” Irene asked, feeling uneasy from his stare and touched her own cheek. “Something on my face?”

“Why not me?” he suddenly asked, and started toward her.

Irene backed away to keep her distance, but kept smiling. “I don’t know what you’re talking about!”