The Runaway Groom
Chapter 337

Chapter 337

Irene then asked, “Do you boys want something to drink?"

Stan said nothing—he was fine either way.

James refused politely, “I'm afraid there's still work tomorrow. Boozingmight complicate things.”

Irene did not try to push him—it was just a question..

That was when James's phone rang, and he moved to the living roomto answer the call.

Irene glanced at him, thinking to herself just then that James was moreprudent and sharp than Stan.

If she wanted to replace out the identity of the woman Isaac kept in hisheart, she would have to replace out from Stan.

Pushing a plate of Mrs. Watson's signature dish to Stan, she smiled.“Here: Mrs. Watson's finest Chilean sea bass, and it's even better thanwhat they serve at fine dining restaurants. Have some.”

Stan was actually overwhelmed, and quickly ate—it was certainly great.“Oh, it's fantastic,” he praised endlessly.

As for Irene, she was keeping her eye on him as she asked, “How longhave you been working for Isaac, Stan?"

Stan mumbled as he munched on food, “It's been a while. Didn't keepcount.”

“Oh, then you would know everything about him, don’t you?”

Stan nodded. “More or less.”

“Well, he's not exactly young, so how many girlfriends did he havebefore me?”

Stan paused right then, and watched Irene eat for a while beforesaying, “Mr. Jefferson had never been in a relationship before he metyou.”

He was not stupid—he could tell that she was trying to trick him intoconfessing...

But what he was saying was the truth anyway.

“You don’t have to be paranoid. I'm being honest when I say that Mr.Jefferson has never been="

“How would you know?" Irene asked, slowly chewing on a piece ofeggplant just then. “Is he really going to tell you about the women hehad?"

Stan was speechless.

Suddenly, the food on the table did not look as appetizing as they hadbeen a moment ago.

“Look, Mr. Jefferson wouldn't tell me about his private life, but I stillknow enough because I'm always with him. I promise, he's never hadanother woman-"

“Calm down, Stan. I'm not upset or anything—it’s just that I don’t knowmuch about him, so I'm trying to replace out,” Irene explained. “He's stillbearing the injury from saving me, so I'm not going to fight him oversomething so trifling. Like I said, I just want to learn more about him.”Stan was skeptical. “Really?”

“Really,” Irene answered simply.

Stan patted his chest as he relaxed, worried that he had misspoken.However, as he breathed a sigh of relief, he let down his guard as well.“I won't lie—Mr. Jefferson had always been busy with work with no timefor anything else. He never flirted, and always ignored the many ladieswho tried to woo him. There was even a time when I wondered if hedidn't swing that way, or was simply wired differently... That is, until hemet you. Since then, we realized that he’s fine, but simply hasn't foundthe right person.”

“I see,” Irene said as she pushed more food to him.

“Yeah, I wouldn't lie,” Stan replied. “If anything, the only other personhe can't let go of is this girl he met as a child="

“What are you talking about, Stan?"

James happened to return after taking his call just then, and could tellimmediately that Stan was saying something he should not.

Shooting him a look, James said, “Can't you keep your mouth shutwhen you eat?”

Stan rolled his eyes. “You shut up.”

James chuckled as he sat. “Don't listen to him, ma'am. Mr. Jeffersonhas always stayed disciplined, and certainly would never get involvedwith women with loose morals. Both Stan and I can testify to that- isn'tthat right, Stan?"

Stan seemed to catch on right then, and quickly nodded, “Yeah, ofcourse.”

“Oh, why are you boys getting so antsy? It's just dinner gossip... Fine,if it's really that concerning, I won't ask,” Irene said, changing thesubject right then.

She was not going to replace out anything with James around anyway.“By the way, how's the plan going on at the moment?” she asked.Stan became excited at the very mention of that. “Well, it's over forQuincy Moore. That woman sabotaged Mr Jefferson's parents’ car,causing it to crash into the river and killing them both, just so that shecould take control over the Jeffersons. She's even crazy enough tohave tried killing Mr. Jefferson although he was just a child, butfortunately, he managed to survive.”