The Runaway Groom
Chapter 300

Chapter 300

Irene was not intimidated however, and asked nonchalantly, “Does thishave anything to do with your insistence on staying?”

“I'm not your run-of-the-mill secretary in charge of answering calls,preparing for meetings, and other measly errands. I am always onstandby, waiting for any instructions from Mr. Jefferson as well asplanning his itinerary. I also have to keep a constant eye on anydocuments submitted by other departments and appraise them beforegetting Mr. Jefferson's signature. Since I have many tasks, I wouldalways have to prioritize, but what I do is primarily to pave the way formy boss. If Mr. Jefferson isn't leaving the country, what would I even dothere?”

Debbie's words were prim and her message clear, and Irene patientlylistened and waited until she was finished. “Oh, so you're mainlyworried you have nothing to do over there?”

"Yes, that would be the case if Mr. Jefferson isn't there.”

Irene nodded and smiled. “What if I offered you a different position?”Debbie's face fell immediately.

“No, I can't,” she promptly said without hesitation.

Irene was not surprised by her reaction, and kept smiling faintly. “Whynot?”

“I'm used to this job-I'm worried of criticism if I fall short, and that I'dbecome a liability to Mr. Jefferson...

“You don’t have to worry about that. I'll make the necessaryarrangements,” Irene simply said.

Debbie clenched her fingers. “Is that what Mr. Jefferson wants?”

“It's what I want,” Irene admitted.

“He won't agree to this.”

“He left this matter in my hands.”

Debbie was left speechless at that.

“So, will you be going?” Irene asked then.

Debbie lowered her head in thought.

If she left right now, she would keep her position.

If she insisted on staying, Irene might really make her switch jobs.When that happens, she would not be able to see Isaac anywhere.That being said, Franconia was their new base-their new battlefield-andIsaac would be heading there eventually anyway.

Holding back her grief and frustrations, she said, “Alright, I'll go.”

Irene kept smiling. “Very well. I hope it will be soon, too-how abouttomorrow?"

"Of course.” Debbie nodded.

Irene then checked the time. “Oh, it’s late now. I should be going.”

As Debbie escorted her out, Stan quickly came up to Irene, smilingawkwardly.

Chapter 300

He had been very worried as he waited outside, afraid that things wouldget hostile.

Even Isaac himself had called to ask how things were going.

When he told Isaac that he was not in the room with them, however,Isaac snapped, “You're useless! I had you follow Irene so that I couldhave an ear on what they're saying... But you're not even in theroom?!" Meanwhile, when Irene and him finally got in his car, he asked,“So? How did it go? Was there a fight?”

Irene really wanted to roll her eyes at him, but simply snorted. “A fight?We're civilized people here-or maybe you were wishing for that tohappen?”

“Of course not!” Stan quickly flashed an apologetic smile. “I was justworried you'd get hurt, since Mr. Jefferson wanted me to come with youso that I can protect you. I wouldn't be able to defend myself if youreally got hurt.”

“Really?” Irene was skeptical.

“Of course. Would I lie to you?” Stan replied. “Anyway, seriousquestion: did Debbie say yes?”

“Yeah.” Irene said quietly-it was still a headache to have a woman likeDebbie around Isaac.

It was not over even if Debbie agreed to head to Franconia-she wouldalways lust after Isaac as long as she remained his secretary.