The Runaway Groom Chapter 183


    Chapter 183


    Even if Kathy appeared to be special to Isaac, Stan could not help frowning each time he heard her


    referring to him by his first name.


    Did she think she could lord over everyone already, saying Isaac’s name like that at the office?


    For some reason, he could not bring himself to like her.


    “He’s always like that,” he tly replied, and strode away.


    Kathy, however, gave chase, “Don’t go, Mr. Hill. Do you think he’d still be upset if I went in now?”


    “You can try.” Stan smiled–he knew that Isaac was still furious, and anyone who went in would be


    bringing trouble on themselves.


    Still, Kathy was not that stupid. “I think I’ll wait… I’d just be getting into trouble if I went in


    now.”


    Stan snorted. “Smart.”


    “I just don’t want Isaac to be angry.” She strode off.


    Isaac, however, was in a bad mood for the entire day since Harvey showed up!


    He could not focus at work, even making mistakes until he finally decided he was too


    distracted to work, and left early, canceling all appointments for the day as he returned to his


    mansion.


    The ce was just the same–Mrs. Watson prepared his favorite food.


    It was just that Irene was no longer there.


    She was just one person and she had not even been there for a couple years, but Isaac had grown


    used to her presence and felt as if he lost so much.


    He found thatughable.


    “Mr. Jefferson…” Mrs. Watson greeted him gingerly–his temper had been terrible ever since Irene left,


    and she was constantly on her toes.


    “What is it?” Isaac growled, taking off his jacket and taking a seat on the couch.


    Rubbing between his brows, he added, “Give me a ss of water.”


    Mrs. Watson did, holding it up with both hands.


    Issac had a couple sips, and when he finally put it down, Mrs. Watson asked, “What about the painting


    upstairs, sir?”


    Irene’s possessions had been cleared away, leaving just the painting.


    Isaac’s expression changed when he remembered it, but he quickly hid it. “Cover it.”


    “Yes, Mr. Jefferson.”


    “No, nevermind,” Isaac growled, suddenly rising to his feet. “I’ll deal with it myself.”


    With that, he headed upstairs, though he was standing before it instead of covering it.


    He must admit that K was a good artist–they had given life to Irene in that portrait.


    He studied the person in the painting for a long while, as if she was right before him.


    Time flew, and it was soon Friday.


    Irene was busy with Spencer Holdings while taking drills.


    However, Samantha had spoiled Ricky too much and his grades were terrible, so Irene had to keep an


    eye on him so that he studied properly as well. He still stood a chance at the moment!


    She was entirely focused at work to protect what Lionel passed down to them, and hand over Spencer


    Holdings when he could stand on his own.


    She would not let Lionel down.


    Irene was driving Ricky home in the evening when they got a call, and Irene turned the car around.


    “What’s wrong?” Ricky asked when they arrived.


    “One of our clients returned thest batch of goods we delivered,” a logistics supervisor answered.


    “Is there a problem with the goods?” Irene asked.


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    “No, there isn’t.”


    Ricky lost his calm and asked rather loudly, “Then why are they returning the goods?”


    The supervisor appeared fidgeting but did not answer.


    Seeing that, Irene said mildly, “You can tell us. We can’t solve the issue if you don’t.” “Word has it that


    Isaac Jefferson was involved.”