Isaac looked at Irene's curvaceous figure, his gaze turning distant as he gulped and worked hard to keep his tone even. "Did you think you could seduce me with this?"In reality, he had already been seduced, but his ego did not allow him to lust after her. "I-I'm not—" Irene stammered even as she picked up her towel to cover herself."Don't show you filthy body in front of me ever again," Isaac growled as he stormed off, slamming the door loudly behind him.He strode to the other room so that he did not have to look at her, but all he could think about was her alluring figure replaying repeatedly like the highlight of a movie.Unable to control his thoughts, he loosened his collar in frustration. Still, it was already loose, but he somehow could not breathe anyway! He was restless and grouchy, and he wanted to flip out so badly."That wretched woman!" he growled—she really was adept at seducing, and more frustratingly, he had to fall for her ploy!Taking off his necktie and u
"... No," Irene replied.She and Isaac were married only in name, so she did not actually have a boyfriend.Ms. Lang beamed just then, and linked arms with Irene intimately. "So, I have a favor to ask."Over the last few days Irene worked at the dance school, Ms. Lang had taken good care of her, but her sudden gesture of intimacy still left Irene unsettled. Gently pulling her arm off Ms. Lang's, Irene said, "If it's within my ability, you need just ask—I apologize in advance if it isn't."Hesitating for a moment, Ms. Lang then said, "Well, my husband is the owner of Dorime Pharmaceuticals, and he has a research team developing a medicine against cancer. He's spent massive amounts of capital, and there had been some progress when he ran out of funds. That's why he's looking to secure an investment, but as you can tell, not everyone is that eager. Luckily, my husband found an interested party recently, but the last meeting was a no-show from them. That's why my husband had the feel
Irene froze when she saw Isaac's burly figure entering the room. At the same time, Mark got up and greeted Isaac respectfully. "Mr. Jefferson."Somehow, Isaac's eyes darted past Mark's face and landed on Irene.Ever since he knew her, she never put on any makeup, and her usual sense of fashion tended to be conservative. In fact, he never saw her in anything with straps—but now, she wore a dress so red it seemed to accentuate the blush in her skin.Mark noticed that Irene was not moving, and reached out to tug at her. "Come on, please stand and greet Mr. Jefferson."However, when Mark's fingers touched Irene's hand, Isaac's expression darkened. If he was not sane, he would have rushed forward and pulled Irene toward himself.At the same time, Irene stood up, her dress accentuating her perfect figure, adding layers to her coquettish side for no reason.Batting his eyelashes, there was a brief flash that quickly disappeared from Isaac's eyes.On the other hand, Irene was nervou
Isaac refrained from returning to the mansion because he did not want a repeat of that night.Even so, she had to show up in front of him again, and in this state!Her makeup and devilish fashion to curry a man's favor left him wanting to strangle her.If he was not the one who came today, she was going to be flirting with some other man, was she not?His ire burgeoning, inconsolable rage rushed up his brain and stopped him from thinking.All he wanted was to possess her! He hence moved so quickly that, before Irene caught his intention or realized what was happening, he had already jammed his lips against hers."Oof—"She tried to struggle, but as soon as her hands moved, he caught them and pinned them above her head, locking her against her seat. The kiss was brutish and invasive. Devoid of tenderness, it was more akin to a punishment—an expression of desire and possessiveness!Her lips were soft and had a sweetness like no other.Feeling a strong sense of familiarity, I
Why would Irene and Isaac be talking to each other, and did she really just hear Isaac mentioning a divorce?What was going on?Whitney sneaked up, intent on eavesdropping for an answer! Meanwhile, Irene hung her head, sullen as a toad—this was going to be the hardest decision she had ever made.If she left right now, she would be breaking her promise to Henry, who had basically rescued her mother and paid for her surgery. She owed him, and she would be an ingrate if she left Isaac.It left her in a dilemma, but she suddenly looked up. "Weren't you eager for a divorce? Why are you refusing now that I want one? You didn't fall for me, did you?"Isaac froze for a moment, but he soon started laughing icily. "Oh, I just want to keep you around and make you suffer! Fall for you? Dream on!"Irene bit her lip, realizing how terrible the man before her was! He would do anything just to torment her, including using their marriage as a tool! He was truly rotten to the core! To no o
Whitney's hair was disheveled like a madwoman's, and she was clawing at Irene as she yelled, "You bitch!"Irene was left stunned for seconds, but when she came to her senses, she pushed Whitney away unceremoniously!However, she forgot that she was holding her shoes, and the heel scratched a red scar over Whitney's face!"How dare you hit me back!" Whitney screamed, her eyes bulging in rage.Still, when she tried to charge at Irene again, Irene coolly warned, "Hit me again, and I'm calling the cops."Whitney paused right then, her upraised hand freezing mid-air. She calmed herself—this was not the time to lose herself. Isaac's marriage to Irene had never been announced. Did that not mean that Isaac did not like her?Moreover, Isaac had promised to marry her. Did that not mean Isaac would divorce Irene at any time?The very thought calmed her, and she remembered that she had left a bad impression when she asked Isaac for money before. What would he think of her if she hurt Ir
Irene took a step back in alarm as Harvey studied her from head to toe.She appeared a little disheveled, but it did not dull her beauty—her red gown only accentuated her womanly wiles further.His expression darkened, and the thought of her repeatedly hurting him field his impulse to seize her and give her her just deserts!Alighting, he said, "We keep running into each other, don't we?"Irene turned to run, but Harvey slid in front of her thanks to prior experience. "Where do you think you're going?"Irene turned pale in fear, because she knew very well what he wanted."Irene Spencer, was it? Did you use to play football? Have you any idea how much my nose bled after you hit me?!" Harvey snarled, because she was the first to absolutely wreck him!He approached her as he spoke, and Irene backed away, barefooted as she was still holding her heels and staring at him warily.Nonetheless, that was when Stan suddenly returned. Seeing what was happening, he quickly alighted to stand
On the other end, Stan relayed Whitney's message word-for-word without revealing the fact that he was acquainted with Irene.Meanwhile, Isaac's expression appeared to soften, and he was surprised that Whitney would ask for a favor for Irene."I'll do what I can," he replied. However, his quick response was not for Whitney's sake. Instead, he did not want Irene to stay jobless, having to present herself in a risque fashion and accompany strange men. Likewise, chatting about such… private affairs with other men online was unacceptable as well! Seeing the message with that man just now was unacceptable! "Understood," Stan said, hung up and relayed what he said to Whitney.Even so, she was not at all happy—Isaac was refusing to see her.…The next morning, when Irene arrived at the dance studio, Ms. Lang held her hands and thanked her repeatedly. "Thank you so much! Mr. Jefferson has agreed to invest in my husband's business! But… he also told me that Mr. Jefferson dragged you