The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 237

At once, Irene was hit with a wave of awkwardness and

embarrassment.

“Yes, I love you,” she admitted grumpily as she struggled against his hold. “Can you let go of me now?”

Isaac chuckled. “Nope.”

“You’re going to smother me if you keep holding me like this,” she complained.

“I would never,” he said quietly, and kissed her on her

forehead.

His kiss was as gentle as a summer breeze, tugging at

one’s heartstrings.

Irene felt her heart skip a beat, and leaned against his

chest.

He was the first man whom she fell for–they were two individuals who would never have crossed paths, yet events brought them together almost by force.

Perhaps this was their destiny…

Bzzt-

Isaac’s cell phone on his desk began to ring, and Irene pulled away from his arms, saying, “Your phone is ringing.”

Isaac heard it but did not take it, so she picked it up instead. Seeing that Stan was calling, she said, “It’s Stan. Something must be up.

Isaac finally answered, and Stan quickly told him, “Take a look at the news, sir.”

Isaac turned on the big screen on the wall he used for video conferences.

It turns out that the media was now aware of Ian’s casino ship, and every channel was reporting about it–they were all now setting their crosshairs on the Jeffersons due to Ian’s involvement.

They were certainly saying anything they wanted, but most of it was harsh criticism–that the Jeffersons had plenty of money, yet would still take up such illegal

activities that harms families and societies, and would

suffer retribution for it.

Isaac raised a brow. “What happened?”

He only called the cops, not the media–how did the media find out?

“Someone talked. Everyone knows about the casino ship,

” Stan replied.

“Someone talked?” Isaac became pensive.

Ian would never dig a hole for himself by revealing his own crimes, so who could it be?

Harvey Gooding, perhaps?

“Check if Harvey’s on the move recently,” Isaac said.

“Alright, but this is huge. I think your grandfather would be upset if he finds out,” Stan pointed out, aware how much Henry cared about reputation.

The casino ship would disgrace the Jeffersons and turn them into public enemies. Henry would be throwing a fit

once he found out!

Isaac, however, did not care what Henry thought—that old man hadn’t deserved his respect for a long time!

All Henry cared about was to keep up appearances without regard for his own family. He was no human, but a cold–blooded reptile!

“Don’t bother,” Isaac said, disenchanted with the old.

man.

“Alright, sir. I’ll be right back once I’m done here,” Stan

said.

Isaac had just hung up when there was a knock on the door. It opened before he could say “Come in.”

Henry was standing menacingly at the doorway, with Debbie the secretary hanging her head behind him, saying, “I’m sorry, sir–I couldn’t stop him.”

Isaac simply waved, dismissing her.

While Debbie left, Henry glanced at Irene before sitting

on the couch.

“Good, you’re here too,” he said, waving at Moneypenny to put her divorce papers on the desk, “I was the one who registered your marriage, so I’ll help you with your divorce too. Come.”

Irene was just about to walk to Henry, but Isaac caught

her wrist. “Don’t move.”

Releasing her right after, he walked up to the desk and picked up the divorce papers. After scanning through it, he tore them apart with a deafening rip.

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