The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 909

James brought Irene a chair as well, and after she sat down, she said with an even tone, “There’s no cause to worry, everyone, and you can be candid too. I’m not here to take a job, and I actually don’t know a thing about managing this company, so I’m just here to learn. There would probably be plenty of things which I’d need everyone’s instructions and guidance for.”

It was just the right tone of voice to indicate the purpose of the meeting.

“You’re giving us too much credit, ma’am.”

Everyone was already aware of that since James had already told them, and no one was about to provoke her when she was their boss’s wife.

In fact, they were perfectly respectful since she was not throwing her weight around, and she spoke with such earnestness that there was nothing much to nitpick.

Smiling, Irene continued, “Isaac has told me that you’re all the backbone of the company, and that I’ll definitely learn something from everyone here. But I resigned to take care of my family, so I’ll only come to learn when I’m idling. For one, I can kill time with this, and he always seems so busy—I wouldn’t even know if he’s really busy or faking it.”

One of the executives raised his hand then and explained, “Actually, ma’am, there’s already plenty to do here, while Mr. Jefferson also had to attend video conferences to oversee Remy abroad. He had to travel this time because of a company acquisition going awry. It’s a branch company issue and there are people in charge, but Mr. Jefferson is still needed for executive decisions.”

Irene’s hand grasped her knees beneath the table.

did learn about the nature of Isaac’s work, and she only knew

really should have resigned earlier to take

from letting any of her insecurity show at all. She joked,

executive quickly said. “Mr. Jefferson is always too

just then. “Are you sure about that? I think I

“Uh…”

“Ma’am…”

alright, calm down. I’m just joking.” Irene

tension, while insinuating that she did not just come

managing the company and to formally greet everyone,” Irene said as she rose to her

the conference room, everyone

there were small

to keep an

probably not having an affair,

never know. Hadn’t you heard what Mrs.

bed with Mr. Jefferson—she would know