Chapter 784

While Isaac walked over to her, Pierre was going to pull out a chair when Irene smiled.

"I'm fine on my own here.You can go about your other work."

Taking his cue, Pierre kept his head lowered as he left, while Irene pulled out a chair for Isaac.As he sat down, she stood behind him and said, "Try it.I made it, and you know I rarely cook."

"Indeed."

She would always be in a hurry to get to work in the mornings, so it was Mrs.Watson who prepared breakfast, novelebook and they would be out of the house once they finished breakfast.

Isaac naturally humored her and had the eggs first.

It was just plain scrambled eggs and hardly as good as Mrs.Watson's cooking, but he found it exquisite.

Wrapping her arms around his neck from behind, Irene asked mildly, "Is it good?"

"Yeah," Isaac replied.

"You have to eat breakfast no matter how busy it gets, or it'd be bad for your stomach," Irene told him.

Isaac turned and put his hand on hers.

"Got it."

leave if you're finished.Don't let

Isaac held her in place, He then tugged at him firmly, pulling her to him and kissing her

oil from the eggs to her lips before letting her go in satisfaction, rising to his feet and wiping his lips elegantly with his

"I'm going now."

her lips as

yet, there was a blissful smile

Irene sat before her makeup table, not moving an inch

light," she said, worried that

have faith in me," the

I already have an

counting on

clear and spirited, which did not

thin stroke of eyeliner and a soft eyeshadow was enough to accentuate

did not appear all coquettish, but it

if she had

hour later, her hair and makeup was

in the mirror, feeling proud of her

had to put on her gown and jewelry.It was ten by

makeup artist

so too—it was precisely what

her skirt, she stepped outside with Stan in tow, where a Bentley Mulsanne

gentlemanly than any imposing Rolls, its subtle solemness not losing out in grandness!nove.le.book Stan opened the door for her, and

alluring,

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