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Chapter 539
Auric disagreed with Isaac's idea. "Minervan leaders have been trying to halt Zidonian's progress, and they’ll make a
huge fuss if they get any dirt. I really don't think you should go so far if it's not anyone important-"
'They're important to me, Auric."
Isaac knew that he must sweeten the pot enough for the Minervans to release Irene and being the oil barons of Minerva,
the Raideens would definitely take the deal.
He was convinced that the Raideens would talk to the right people despite their personal agenda.
"You could talk to the ambassador-"
"That's too slow for me." Isaac had not the slightest hope for the Minervan embassy because it meant going through the
bureaucracy.
He could not wait while Irene was pregnant-not with all the procedures and intrigue potentially involved!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis was his only option, given the Minervans' cunning nature.
Naturally, he would lose money because it was such a roundabout solution, but that loss mattered not in
comparison to Irene.
Auric thought it a waste, and while he was fine working with anyone since it meant more money, he disliked
Minervans.
'Hey, I have some beauties ready, and it's rare you come by. We could have a good time at my private mansion this
evening to unwind-''
"No, thanks.'1 Isaac refused right away.
Auric chuckled. "It's the same thing all the time. Are you sure you're fine below the waist?"
Isaac got to his feet and sighed. "Not really. It's just that the missus is scary."
"...What?" Auric gasped. "When did you get married? I never knew-or were you hiding it from me?"
As far as he was aware, Isaac had been single. When did he get a wife?
What was she even like?
"I'll introduce you next time," Isaac said briskly-he had no time to waste at the moment.
Auric rarely found him rushing, and signed the papers he passed him: a transfer of partnership interest.
Stephen had arrived at Minerva too, since he found out from Mick Gooding that Irene's case was a difficult one, and
he was the reason everything had happened in the first place.
"How did you manage such a horrific leak?" Mick growled as he stared at Stephen. "Hotmesh could have just kept
the research data hidden while building their research based on it. Why publicize it and throw Irene in such a hot
mess? Neither Isaac nor I got to see her face so far, you know."
Stephen was profoundly apologetic. "It's all my fault. I entrusted the task to someone unreliable which led to this
entire mess. I mean, how could I have known that he would go public without telling anyone just for his personal
gain? To be fair, he paid the price with his career-"
"What good is that?" Mick growled, his annoyance rising. "We don't even know where they’re keeping Irene. This is
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmso worrying."
'And you think I'm not? Like I said, I know it's my mistake and I even came all the way here!" Stephen countered.
"But you're no help," Mick said. "You should just go home, the way I see it."
Stephen scowled right then-what was that supposed to mean?
"Yes, I made a mistake, but are you saying that I don't have a right to earn my forgiveness too?"
"No, but I'm afraid that Isaac would get annoyed when he sees you," Mick explained. "He's coming right now, so I should
guess that he has a plan..."
"I'll leave once I see that Irene is fine," Stephen said. "And I'll help however I can."
"Fine, I won’t talk you out of it,’ Mick told him. ’Make yourself at home."
"Now, now-l'm here on serious business, not a pleasure trip." Stephen then paused as he searched his memory. "Isaac
must be shorthanded, too-his right-hand man... What’s his name? James, I think. He got caught in an accident and
ended up a vegetable. Honestly, he's still so young, it's so tragic..."
"What?!" A loud voice resounded right then, and Stephen turned to find the person standing at the doorway!
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