Chapter 733
Irene was speechless, and her fingers clenched over the steering wheel.
Even so, she softly replied, "Yeah."
Isaac clearly heard her despite her tiny voice and he smiled faintly.
As they arrived home and got in bed, he wrapped his arms around her, and she stiffened so badly he felt like he
was holding a warm rock.
Hence, he spoke to her to distract her. "Did you know what I did to Tobey Kitsch's family?"
"What?” Irene asked.
"Tobey has only one son, so he and his wife dote on him a lot. So, I got him fired, and set it up so that the company
he worked at filed a lawsuit against him for leaking company secrets. I then leaked the information that it was me,
and that led to Mrs. Kitsch coming to meet me earlier, begging me to spare her son. I told him that I would destroy
her son utterly the next time she messed with me, and she was so scared she promised to never do it again."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIrene turned to look at him, saying nothing for a while.
"Or did I make a mistake?"
"No." Irene shook her head.
"So?"
Isaac was puzzled, but Irene simply wrapped his arms around his waist and leaned her cheek against his chest.
She remembered Henry Jefferson and what she said earlier that day-that Isaac's personality was shaped by his
environment.
"I love you, Isaac."
And she would offer him warmth, as well as a real family.
Isaac stiffened from her sudden declaration and he lowered his gaze." What's gotten into you?"
"Nothing." Irene replied.
He tightened his embrace around her in turn. "I love you too."
Dennis Turner was retiring, and Hotmesh Research's employees had organized a party for him-they did so on their
own, although he wanted to keep things quiet.
However, none of them wanted to tell Irene, even making an effort to hide it from her.
Still, everyone left when work hours were over, leaving her and Finn Crowe alone.
Somehow, Dennis managed to persuade him to be Irene's assistant- despite his reluctance, and was following her
everywhere these days.
"Is something going on today? They usually won't leave work until it's time, but they're all gone early today."
"Is this about work? Can I refrain from answering if it isn't?" Finn asked in return.
Irene gave him a look. "You don't have to answer."
Finn glanced at his watch. "It's just ten minutes until work hours are over."
"You're my assistant-you only leave work when I do." Irene told him, watching him as she added sternly, "This is
work-related?"
Finn became anxious. "No, they're celebrating the director's retirement today. It won't do if I was the only one
absent-"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe paused and clasped a hand over his mouth, knowing that he had just let the cat out of the bag.
Irene raised a brow. "Oh, so it's Mr. Turner's farewell party."
Finn pursed his lips. "They warned me not to tell you."
"You didn't-l just overheard it. Now, tell me where it is."
Finn shook his head-he was not about to make another mistake.
"I'll find them even if you didn't tell me," Irene told him patiently. "When that happens, I'll just tell everyone that you
told me about the party and the address."
Finn protested right then. "But it's not me..."
"Do you think they'd believe you?" Irene countered, clapping a hand on his shoulder. "I can just call the director and
find the place. Your stubbornness doesn't work with me at all."
With that, she whipped out her phone.
"Stop, I'll tell you... It's at Hibiscus Garden."
Finn never did get one over her.
Satisfied, Irene stopped working and said, "Let's go."
Arriving at the venue, she asked the front desk, but they were not there.
Irene turned sharply toward Finn. "You tricked me?" That was when a certain someone showed up!