Jordan's laughter came out of the blue and Irene merely stood and stared at him. After laughing for a long time, he stopped. "Irene, that was f*cking cool! You're so ugly and couldn't do anything well but who would have imagined that you could be so fierce? No man would dare to marry a woman like you."
Jordan had always had a sharp tongue, so Irene merely lowered her eyes and remained silent as he spoke. Jordan couldn't care less if she was angry about what he said and continued, "It's all because of you. You wasted my time. I'd planned to spend a night with Lulu, and you ruined it... Take a cab back by yourself.
Your bonus for this month will be halved!" After saying this, he got into the car and left. Irene stood rooted to the spot for a while before she made her way to the nearby bus station with a heavy heart. Less than five minutes after she left, a luxurious Aston Martin pulled over in the parking lot of the police station.
Edric was seated in the back.
As it was getting late, Irene laid down in bed soon fell into a deep slumber. She then began to dream. In her dreams, she had returned to that day three years ago when Lily showed her huge belly to her and smiled gleefully as she announced. "Irene, I'm pregnant with his child." Irene merely slapped her in the face, but that led to Lily's subsequent miscarriage. She felt afraid and angry when she saw the blood that was splattered all over the ground. 'Smack! The crisp sound of a slap could be heard, along with the vicious cursing by Margaret, "B*tch, you're a fruitless tree and yet you simply can't allow others to do what you've failed to achieve, could you?" "This is the divorce agreement. Please look through and sign your name on it," the lawyer said indifferently. "Mr. Myers, don't have the time to spare. Stop wasting time. Hurry and sign it. It's better for all of us." Irene had loved and fully devoted herself to Edric for five years. She had thought that
For the past three years, as Irene had never paid attention to news about Edric, was unaware that he had yet to marry his mistress Lily. Jordan sneered coldly and remarked, "Since Myers is getting engaged to a secretary's daughter, I'll have to prepare a great gift for them anyhow." "What would you like to give, Mr. Reed?" "What should I give? How would I know what I should give?" Jordan rebutted and glanced towards Irene before he instructed, "I'll leave this to you. Go pick a gift." "I... I know nothing about gifts. Mr. Reed, please task someone else with this," Irene immediately rejected, for she was obviously unwilling to pick a gift for the scumbag Edric and his wretched mistress. "Well, you could always learn," Jordan rebutted. His favorite past time was to torment Irene. Irene was already twenty seven years old now and yet she did not dress herself up or apply any makeup and neither does she have a boyfriend. Thus, Jordon felt a strange sense of repuls
Steven immediately released Irene's hand. When the two of them turned around, they realized that Jordan was already standing behind them. Jordan was momentarily stunned when he realized that it was Steven. "Mr. Cook?" he greeted. "Mr. Reed!" Steven greeted and smiled awkwardly. However, Jordan added quickly with a forced smile, "Why are you holding onto my assistant's hand? Are you harassing her?" "Assistant?" Steven repeated and stared at Jordan in surprise before he looked at his daughter and asked, "Irene, are you working for Mr. Reed?" "Irene? Why are you addressing her so lovingly? Mr. Cook, I believe my assistant could already pass off as your daughter. Besides, she's not good-looking! It'd be a great mistake to have eyes for her. It'll be terrible to be embroiled in a nasty scandal," Jordon reminded sharply and pulled Irene over to his side as he spoke. "Have eyes for her? Embroiled in a nasty scandal?" Steven repeated and quickly realized that Jordan
Margaret was not the least afraid when she heard that someone wanted to call the police. Instead, she raised her voice and hollered, "Who do you think you're defending? Tell you what, this wretch is well known for her viciousness. She murdered someone three years ago. In order to seduce my son, she pushed down my daughter-in-law, who was four months into her pregnancy, and caused her miscarriage!" Margaret was a master in twisting the facts. When the crowd heard what she said, they immediately glanced at Irene disdainfully and criticized. "Who'd expect that a young girl like you could be so vicious!" Irene was so angry that her entire body began to quiver. She initially wanted to let things slide and leave, but after Margaret provoked her, she grabbed her phone and called the police. The police quicky arrived, but Margaret threatened arrogantly, "Do you know who my son is? He's Edric Myers, and Mr. Cook is my in-law. Take a look at yourself before you mess with me!"
Irene limped out of the hospital. Not far from the hospital, she saw a beggar squatting on the ground and asking for money. She casually threw Edric's gold card to the beggar. The beggar held the gold card and looked at her incredulously. Irene took two steps and turned back to tell the beggar, "There is no password and no limit. You can take as much as you want!" Looking at the beggar picking up the gold card and going to the ATM nearby, Irene let out a sigh of relief. The anger that she had held in her heart had finally been relieved a little. 'Aren't you a rich and pretentious guy, Mr. Myers? I'll let you pretend!' She stopped a car in a cheerful mood and went home. With her hands and legs injuries in the accident, Irene didn't go to work the next day and called for leave. Jordan answered the phone in a sharp and harsh tone, "Irene Nelson, are you pushing your luck with me because I let you go home early yesterday? Are you becoming a goof-off?" "Th
"A kiss!" Jordan said as he bowed his head and kissed her. Irene didn't expect him to be so presumptuous as to kiss her so abruptly. She slapped him in the face without thinking. Jordan never dreamed that the gentle and frail Irene would dare to hit him. He didn't dodge and was hit hard. No one had ever dared to hit Jordan. He let go of Irene at once and said fiercely, "Do you want to be fired?" Of course Irene knew about Jordan. He was the Third Young Master and the most beloved son of the Reed Family. He'd probably never been slapped in the face by a woman. She just brought herself some serious trouble. It was not a joke to provoke this rich boy. Jordan would not let it slide easily. She dropped the pretense since this couldn't get worse anyway. "Reed, I've tolerated you for a long time! If you want to fire me, just do it. There are plenty of places where I can find a job. I quit!" After that, she opened her handbag and took out the phone and the car keys Jordan ga
Irene was still confused on her way back. The pay for the show that Kinsey told her was very tempting. She also told Irene that she might be paid more if the ratings were good. Wouldn't she make a fortune if that was true? It was kind of silly to consider tens of thousands of dollars as a fortune. But it was indeed a good thing for Irene. Now that her uncle was ill, she had to have a large sum of money prepared. She had just been fired and had no source of income. If being a guest in this reality show could really make money, she had to take it. The car stopped and Irene got off the car in a rush with the file in her hand. Yet she was stopped when she walked to the entrance of the hall. Jordan smiled at her with a teasing look, his hands in his pockets. "Irene! I've been waiting for you for a long time!" "What are you waiting for me for?" Irene was not in a good mood. She did not wear her black-framed eyeglasses and her eyes were bright. Her voice was not as
Irene packed her things and went back to the hospital. She took out the files that Kinsey had given her and began to read carefully. This blind date reality show was similar to a very popular dating program in the country and the Bachelor from the United States. There were twenty five women of different professions and ages standing on the stage with face masks. One by one, they explained their hobbies, characters, beliefs, and opinions on love and families. Then the male guest sitting below would select the female guests on the stage for the first round. If the female guests were interested in the male guest below, they would ask him three questions. If they were satisfied with the male guest's answers, they could take off their masks for the next section. Otherwise, they did not need to take off their masks. Irene finally understood why Kinsey said it was easy money. She was only there to make up the number. Needless to say, she would not be interested in t