The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 891

Irene was not the two-faced type who could behave in one way in front of others while keeping another personality aside.

In fact, she was not used to socializing in the first place, but she could not ignore everyone’s greeting given her status.

She was heaving a sigh of relief even as she stopped smiling, having been spared the need to be cordial.

The elevator brought her straight to the basement parking lot and she pressed on the button on the car key. The headlights of Isaac’s car flashed and beeped loudly right then, and she strode over to it when she found its location.

Driving to the bookstore, she picked two recipe books on typical dishes before returning straight to Isaac’s office and reading them on the couch.

She would peek at Isaac’s desk from time to time, and it appeared that he was having a teleconference with the Remy headquarters. His body appeared relaxed as he reclined against the chair, and depending on what the other end said, he was at times frowning or nonchalant.

Irene stayed very quiet so as to not bother him.

Then, noticing that his coffee cup was empty, Irene made him another and put it on his table.

She smiled when Isaac looked up at her, said nothing, and returned to the couch.

She took a sip of her fruit juice before continuing to read the recipe book.

Then, tired from sitting, she took off her shoes to lie down.

a sip, sliding a glance at her as he put the

she seemed to be

screen and the video conference,

to become anxious, but

while Sheryl would definitely not have time to cook since

to Isaac, she whispered, “I

knew why she wanted to leave, so he called Elliot in. “Make a reservation at a restaurant, and

head over once he

Mr. Jefferson,” Elliot

but to go back to the couch

the skies were dark when the video conference

her arms, Irene asked, “You’re

her and

worried my mom would be too busy with our

“It’s not that easy to find servants

“That’s of no

for leave every other day,” Isaac

simply stared at

they both

restaurant, Irene asked Isaac, “What’s your