The Runaway Groom

Chapter 198

Moneypenny had served Henry for years, and Henry still trusted him—but he could not deny that he had doubts after what happened recently.

This counted as a test!

Still, he could only hope that Moneypenny had really been coerced and nothing else…

Over at Rose Garden, the sedatives had worn off and Irene had regained consciousness.

However, her limbs were still bound to prevent her from moving, and the sedatives left her lethargic.

Having no idea who her captors were, she yelled, “Is there anyone out there?! I’m hungry!”

There was no response–Isaac had instructed the guards outside to call him once she woke up, but also forbade them from entering the room.

If she started screaming, let her scream all she wanted!

When they heard Irene, the guards made the call.

Isaac was in a meeting within a conference room that could accommodate a hundred people.

Most of the others present were executives and department chiefs–it was a full house since it was a quarterly meeting.

Isaac was leaning forward at the chairing seat, leaning sideways as he rested a hand on the table. He was twirling a Parker pen between his fingers, occasionally swiftly and tapping it audibly on the table when he heard something that did not sit well with him!Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

When one of the branch company’s reports proved clearly sub–par, he remained impassive but suddenly slammed his pen on the table.

However, his phone rang just as he was about to speak, and he whipped it out to answer it.

“She’s awake, sir, and she’s yelling that she’s hungry…”

“Ignore her,” Isaac growled.

“Yes, sir.”

Hanging up, he said, “Continue.”

He was letting Irene starve on purpose–it was her fault, dumping him to marry Harvey!

He was merciful enough not to kill her already!

She needed a lesson to remember, because she seemed to lack the ability to remember, challenging the limits of his tolerance constantly, while he had to keep bearing with her as her behavior escalated for the worse!

He chuckled despite himself as he remembered everything.

The gloomy atmosphere in the conference room quickly cleared thanks to that.

Someone who thought that he was in a good mood actually asked, “Did something good

happen, Mr. Jefferson?”

Isaac looked up at the person who asked. “Yes, but I’m afraid I can’t share it. Let’s hope that your report is satisfactory so that I will stay in a good mood.”

Naturally, the person was confident enough in his report to ask-Isaac’s words actually boosted his confidence instead of leaving him fearful of his life!

It was not until four hours later when the meeting finally concluded, and everyone’s drinks must have been refilled over six times in that period.

Everyone was exhausted, but they waited until Isaac left before leaving.

He was loosening his necktie as he headed to his office, telling his secretary Debbie as she followed, “Get a set of confectionery. Make sure it’s good.”

“Yes, Mr. Jefferson,” Debbie replied and left, while Isaac dropped on his couch once he was in his office, throwing his necktie aside.

He flexed his neck before leaning into his seat, his posture nonchalant as he napped to recharge.

Over at Rose Garden, Irene’s throat was parched after yelling for a long while without

response.

She could not move either, and it felt as if she was meat on the chopping block!

She had no idea who her captors were either, and that felt absolutely terrible!

She started to wonder who it could be, with Chad Ross being on top of the list of suspects.

Isaac never crossed her mind, because she believed that he would be reluctant to mess with her now that she was getting married.