The Runaway Groom
Chapter 173

Chapter 173

With those words, Issac got out of the car, slamming the door with aloud bang.

Irene flinched.

"Isaac?"

That night...

It was him?

She dragged her sore body out of the car and tried to give chase, onlyto realize suddenly that she was buck naked.

Pulling a shirt to hide her chest, she yelled, “Get back here, IsaacJefferson!”

There was only darkness in the underground parking lot, and theechoes of her own voice were her answer. The hazard lights wereflashing, but he was nowhere to be seen.

He was gone.

Irene laughed, and soon tears covered her face.

She was no slut-she had only been with one man, and it was Isaac!She suddenly had a slight desire for him... to be with him!

She sniffled loudly, and ignored her pain as she picked up her ownclothes.

She had decided that she would go to Henry, and tell him that Tommywas no bastard, but was Isaac's son!

After putting on her clothes, her knees suddenly caved and she almostslipped, but managed to catch the car door in time.

She tied her disheveled hair behind her head, and her footstepsechoed within the vastness of the parking lot in the night.

She left and hailed a taxi by the road.

On the top floor, Issac was standing before the curtain window of hisown office. There was a river in the distance, illuminated by rows ofstreet lights that reflected faintly off his face, keeping his visageindistinct.

Knock, knock

“Come in,” he growled.

Stan entered. “Mr. Jefferson.”

Isaac had one hand in his pocket as the other straightened his collar.“Head to the security room and delete the footage from the basementparking lot. You don’t have to go to Spencer Holdings from now on, andtell Mrs. Watson to throw every single one of Irene Spencer'sbelongings from my mansion. I don’t want to see any traces of her.”Stan lowered his head. “Sir...”

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"Do it.” Isaac refused to listen to reason.

He had believed that Irene would eventually see that he was sincere,but it tumed out that she had a heart of stone.

She refused to fall for him no matter what he did, even persistentlyshoving him to other

women.

Even so, Stan could not help asking, “Because of Kathy York?"

Isaac himself had ordered Kathy's sacking, only to arrange a job for herlater.

She must be special to him, or Isaac would not have broken his ownrules.

However, Isaac actually only remembered Kathy when Stan mentionedher, and said, “That reminds me. Head over to the manor tomorrow, getthe silver crucifix, and give it to Kathy York-

“But that's very important to you, Mr. Jefferson!” Stan could not staycalm just then.

Was Isaac really moving on? Had his passing fancy for Irene alreadyexpired, and he now had his eyes on Kathy?

“It's not important now. I'm just returning it to the rightful owner,” Isaacsaid flatly.

Stan understood right then. “The silver crucifix... belongs to KathyYork?”

Isaac was silent, but he might well have said yes.

While he was aware that his grandfather had arranged for Kathy toshow up in his life from the very start, he did not know that Kathyclaiming ownership of the silver crucifix was Henry's ploy as well.One must say that Moneypenny's idea was perfect-at the very least,Isaac never caught on to their plans on that front.

Irene stormed into Jefferson Manor once her taxi arrived.Moneypenny was not around, so she went straight to Henry.

The old man was mulling over his chessboard, and had yet to retire tobed.

Irene’s sudden intrusion actually left him puzzled. “Why are you here?And this late at night?”

She cut to the chase. “Give me back my son.”

That actually left Henry confused. “What?”

“You took my son, and threatened me to drug Isaac so that he wouldsleep with Kathy York. Those were all done under your orders, no?”Irene said icily. “Also, know that the child is I-

“But I never took your son,” Henry said, putting down the chess piecehe was holding.