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. Boozing mightplicate 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 room to answer the call.


    Irene nced at him, thinking to herself just then that James was more prudent and sharp than Stan.


    If she wanted to find out the identity of the woman Isaac kept in his heart, she would have to find out


    from Stan.


    Pushing a te of Mrs. Watson’s signature dish to Stan, she smiled. “Here: Mrs. Watson’s finest


    Chilean sea bass, and it’s even better than what 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 long have you been working for


    Isaac, Stan?”


    Stan mumbled as he munched on food, “It’s been a while. Didn’t keep count.”


    “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 have before me?”


    Stan paused right then, and watched Irene eat for a while before saying, “Mr. Jefferson had never been


    in a rtionship before he met you.”


    He was not stupid–he could tell that she was trying to trick him into confessing…


    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 of eggnt just then. “Is he really


    going to tell you about the women he had?”


    Stan was speechless.


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


    “Look, Mr. Jefferson wouldn’t tell me about his private life, but I still know enough because I’m always


    with him. I promise, he’s never had another woman-”


    “Calm down, Stan. I’m not upset or anything–it’s just that I don’t know much about him, so I’m trying to


    find out,” Irene exined. “He’s still bearing the injury from saving me, so I’m not going to fight him over


    something 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 rxed, 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 time for anything else. He never flirted, and always ignored the


    manydies who tried to woo him. There was even a time when I wondered if he didn’t swing that way,


    or was simply wired differently… That is, until he met you. Since then, we realized that he’s fine, but


    simply hasn’t found the 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 person he 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 tell immediately that Stan was


    saying something he should not.


    Shooting him a look, James said, “Can’t you keep your mouth shut when you eat?”


    Stan rolled his eyes. “You shut up.”


    James chuckled as he sat. “Don’t listen to him, ma’am. Mr. Jefferson has always stayed disciplined,


    and certainly would never get involved with women with loose morals. Both Stan and I can testify to


    that- isn’t that right, Stan?”


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


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    “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 the subject right then.


    She was not going to find out anything with James around anyway.


    “By the way, how’s the n going on at the moment?” she asked.


    Stan became excited at the very mention of that. “Well, it’s over for Quincy Moore. That woman


    sabotaged Mr Jefferson’s parents‘ car, causing it to crash into the river and killing them both, just so


    that she could take control over the Jeffersons. She’s even crazy enough to have tried killing Mr.


    Jefferson although he was just a child, but fortunately, he managed to survive.”