The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 908

As Irene strode into the elevator, James followed her like he usually did with Isaac.

“Mrs. Jefferson.” Some of the employees in the building greeted Irene when she passed them.

Irene would respond with a small nod and a faint smile.

Then, arriving outside Isaac’s office, she said a little too loudly, “James, inform everyone that we will be having a meeting soon.”

And with that, she headed inside Isaac’s office right away.

Having heard that, some of the employees slid up to James, asking, “Mr. Cross? Is Mrs. Jefferson really calling for a meeting? What’s going on here?”

“Mr. Jefferson mentioned before that she would start learning management of the company,” he replied. “She’ll probably announce that at the meeting and properly introduce herself.”

“Really?” someone exclaimed softly. “But isn’t she the director of Hotmesh Research? I just saw the video of her being interviewed days ago. It had a lot of views.”

“She resigned,” James said.

Everyone was saying Mr. Jefferson married her for her looks, but it turns out that she’s

added, “She spent time studying

know that place. It’s the world’s top medical research center,” yet another

all very very interested in Irene, mainly

one,” James replied. “Once she returned to Zidonia, she took up the post of director of Hotmesh Research, and led the successful development of an artificial heart. She’s a famous heart surgeon as well, but since both her and Mr. Jefferson were too busy at work and could not spend time at home, she decided to resign

the artificial heart was everywhere, and almost everyone at Twinrise Enterprises had seen that

been down-to-earth and candid, and judging from her response to the interviewer’s questions, she was not

everyone naturally had

they all believed that she married Isaac thanks to her good looks, she actually depended entirely on

meeting,” James said then, cutting them off or he

dispersed and shuffled into

were those who commented that a medical professional might not

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front of his desk, her fingers brushing over

looked up to his seat, she seemed to see Isaac in it, working