The Runaway Groom Chapter 72
Chapter 72
Isaac had initially been indifferent toward the entire
event, but looked upstage when Mark prompted him.
Beneath the chandelier, a gorgeous figure sat elegantly before the piano.
He raised his brow in surprise.
To think that Irene would show up at a ce like this… and to think that she could y the piano!
“Ms. Spencer is really multi-talented,” Mark added. “My
wife’s been telling me that she is a fine dancer too.”
At the same time, Isaac’s gaze was glued to the stage.
As Irene ced her long, thin fingers gently atop the
piano keys, she seemed to rx her entire body. Her
fingertips pressed down ever so slightly, and with the
ring of the first key, aforting rhythm quickly followed with perfect harmony…
Mark was not well-versed with the piano, but he was
eager to share his delight with Isaac. “I’ve really worked
so hard to develop the medicine, and things would not
have been done so quickly if not for the huge investment you put into theter phases!”
Naturally, Isaac was in attendance because he was an
investor in Dorime Pharmaceuticals, owning both a vote. andpany shares.
“There will be further discussions on the pricing of our
anti-cancer medicine… I wonder if you can make some
time the day after tomorrow?”
Isaac, however, had no interest in his ramblings —both
his heart and eyes were fixed on the stage.
While Mark could not tell, Isaac knew that Irene was
ying Variations on the Kanon, which happens to fit the
night’s event.
The rhythm almost seemed bewitching, as if telling the audience that nothing was impossible-that
perseverance would eventually realize dreams.
It was also the first time Isaac was looking directly at her,
and he must admit that she was talented.
She was certainly not just a pretty face–she was a doctor,
a dancer, and a pianist.
If Isaac was not listening with his own ears, he would not have believed she could y the piano so
immactely.
Soon, however, her performance was over, and the
audience apuded her warmly… though there were not
that many who truly enjoyed it, since the advanced
understanding of music might require a better mind.
Still, there was a man in sses who pped especially
enthusiastically for Irene, seemingly because he
understood her performance.
He then approached Mark and asked, “Hey boss, is the
pianist one of the dance instructors at your wife’s studio?
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“She used to be, but she left,” Mark replied. “She just
came by today as a stand-in.”
“Does she have a boyfriend?” The man in sses then pressed.
Isaac turned to the man right then, and his expression
darkened—the man was adjusting his sses, and he
clearly looked interested in Irene.
Before Mark could answer, however, Isaac said, “She’s
married.”
Mark was shocked. “Could you have been mistaken, Mr. Jefferson? She told my wife that she did not
have a
boyfriend when she asked… So how could she be married?
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On the other hand, the man in sses appeared utterly infatuated. “She’s not only beautiful… but she’s
also
perfect with the piano.”
Then, he straightened himself, seemingly ready to head
backstage and ask Irene for her number.
As a man himself, Isaac knew very well what the man was
nning.
He sprang to his feet. “Something came up. I’m leaving.”
“But we’re just starting…” Mark began, and abruptly noticed the icy look on Isaac’s face, and promptly
stopped himself. “I will walk you out.”
“Is that man with sses an employee of yours?” Isaac
asked as they headed outside.
“He’s a technician,” Mark replied. “He graduated with
honors, and I had to poach him with a high sry from
another pharmaceuticalpany. In the research effort,
he-”
“That’s enough,” Isaac growled.
He was not actually in the mood to listen.
At the same time, Mark also realized that he had been
exceedingly talkative because of the day’s excitements,
and hence stayed silent.
As Isaac stepped out of the building, he called Zachary and asked for Irene’s number, before calling
her from his
car.
Irene changed out of her gown and stepped out of the dressing room when a man in sses appeared
out of nowhere, saying, “You yed very well.”
“Thank you.” She smiled politely.
As she headed outside, the man followed and asked, “Are you free for the night? Would you like to
catch a movie
with me?”
That was when Irene’s phone rang.
When she answered, a deep voice growled from the other
end, “Stay away from that man-do not give him your
number or agree to going on a date with him. And get out
of the building right now.”
Irene was utterly confused. What was going on here?
Still, she left the building and found Isaac’s car waiting.