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The Runaway Groom Chapter 892
Irene pretended to think about it. “We’ll see. I can consider becoming a housewife if you’re nicer to me.”
Isaac was at once amused and annoyed. “Have I mistreated you?”
“That remains to be seen,” Irene replied.
Isaac smiled helplessly and pulled her toward him. “Don’t upset me now.”
Irene nodded repeatedly as she leaned against him. “I’ll be good.”
Elliot was outside the restaurant as they pulled into parking, and greeted them as they alighted. “Everything’s as
arranged, Mr. Jefferson. They are waiting in a private room.”
Isaac nodded slightly. “Got it.”
He entered with Irene, but Irene asked as Elliot lingered outside, “Have you eaten yet?”
“I’ll eat later,” Elliot replied.
He stayed because he was anticipating more orders from Isaac after dinner.
After all, he brought Sheryl and Isaac’s children there, so he was wondering if he had to drive them home as well—
he was considerate that way.
Irene then turned to Isaac, asking with a look if Elliot could join them.
Smiling as he gave her his silent approval, she told Elliot, “Come join us. Eat a little, at least.”
“Well…”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtElliot sneaked a glance at Isaac’s reaction—it was a family dinner, and an outsider should not join in, should he?
“My wife has spoken,” Isaac said. “Join us.”
“Yes, Mr. Jefferson,” Elliot said, leading them to their private room before informing the kitchen to start cooking—he
had already placed the orders.
Naturally, he also put the children into consideration as well.
Thankfully, Isaac was never picky during dinners with business partners, so he was not hard to please. As such,
Elliot picked this restaurant since the menu was not too specialized.
He also picked some dishes that Isaac’s family would probably like.
In fact, the yogurt pudding served to Tommy immediately earned the boy’s favor.
As Tommy asked for seconds, Elliot quickly brought in the waiter.
Then, Irene was going to take her baby off Sheryl’s hands, he beat her to it so Sheryl could eat.
Nonetheless, Irene took her baby off Elliot’s hands, saying, “You eat.”
Elliot felt a little awkward. “I think I should do it, Mrs. Jefferson. You should eat first.”
“No, you should. You’ve had a long day helping Isaac around the office already—my baby also gets more attached
to faces he recognizes during nighttime and he might start crying.”
Elliot was naturally worried about the baby crying too.
Like your average grown man, he did not know how to coax babies to sleep, and had zero experience in babysitting.
“Thank you, Mrs. Jefferson,” Elliot said as she sat down.
He certainly had a good opinion of her following the brief exchanges they shared.
After dinner, Isaac took everyone home.
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It was soon Dennis’s funeral.
Irene was there, dressed in full-black alongside her colleagues from Hotmesh Research.
Neil Turner was definitely a good son, as the funeral arrangements were carried out in a dignified manner and
many mourners were present.
It was obvious that Dennis had been affable in life, and everyone held vigil with solemnity.
Irene noted that Neil had lost a lot of weight, and Finn whispered to her, “Thank goodness the late director’s
murderers were brought to justice.”
Irene did not check out the news, so she had no idea how things went with New Sun Pharma.
However, it seemed that this time things really got out of hand, and the law enforcement were thorough this time.
New Sun Pharma already had a history of criminal wrongdoing, and their victim this time was the director of a rival
company.
Dennis was the first director of Hotmesh Research, but he was oblivious to profiteering.
Even so, he ended up dying at the hands of people bent on profiteering even though he did so much to contribute
to the successful development of the artificial heart.
Everyone naturally found it tragic and regrettable.
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Now, New Sun Pharma was shut down pending investigation, and those involved were in custody until their trial
started.
They could only hope that the director could rest in peace after all that.
After the funeral, Irene left alone in her car.
She appeared exhausted, and she whipped out her phone to check the time.
“Eagle, take me to the hospital before,” she said, intending on getting checked again.
She was wondering if she had bled out everything from the biochemical pregnancy, and she would only be at ease
after an examination.
Eagle did as he was told and they quickly arrived.
Irene headed inside for the examination and left earlier this time—the doctor told her that she was fine, and she
checked her ultrasound for good measure.
She was indeed clean.
She just did not know that Isaac was tracking her car.
He was already suspicious because of her behavior earlier and he wanted to know where she was going lately.
The hospital she went to was also far, even though there were hospitals that were closer.
And that alone was suspicious.
He headed to that hospital after work, intent on finding out what she was doing there.
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