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Chapter 696
Harvey grinned with considerable difficulty. "Why don't you give me Irene-"
Before he could finish, however, Isaac had already thrown him into a pond with a loud splash!
Harvey was splattering water everywhere-he could swim, but he had long since been left exhausted by Isaac's
torment and he was on his last breath.
He did not struggle at all underwater, and simply kept sinking.
As Isaac turned around, he saw James and growled, "Don't help him."
James lowered his head. "Yes, sir."
However, once Isaac had gone far enough, he beckoned for his men to quietly fish Harvey out of the pond.
If Harvey was killed, there was no cleaning up the ensuing mess-what if all the videos and images of Irene went
online?
He knew Isaac well enough to tell that he was not that impulsive, and that he had only lost his calm from sheer rage
this time.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs Isaac drove away, James followed suit.
The entire mess was so abrupt that he had a hard time letting it sink in, and he had to follow Isaac since he was
worried that Isaac would do something drastic again.
At the same time, he called his men to lock Harvey up somewhere, adding, "Don't let him die.”
At the very least, they need to get all the photos and videos he has before they do.
"Yes, sir," a voice replied, and James hung up.
He kept following Isaac until Isaac's car suddenly stopped by the road and he stayed there for a long while.
James eventually alighted and walked upto it, and he found Isaac simply sitting there in silence.
He did not have anything to assure Isaac or comfort him-words seemed hollow and feeble at a time like this, and he
could understand the psychological toll even though it did not happen to him.
Maybe he did not want silence just then, so James asked tentatively, "How about a drink?"
Who knew? If Isaac got drunk, his mind would clear when he got sober and he would be able to rationally clean up
the mess.
Isaac looked up at him cooly for a couple seconds.
Then, he started his car again and drove off without a word.
James was left speechless, standing there in confusion as to what Isaac meant by that.
His worry notwithstanding, there was not much he could do for now anyway -maybe Isaac just needed the time
alone.
Isaac did not drive home, but instead, returned to his office.
He did not watch the entire video, since he shut his laptop halfway through.
In fact, the video actually showed him nothing concrete aside from what he saw.
Either way, he was a mess inside and needed time to calm down.
As he slowly gained composure after a long while, he picked up his phone and called Irene's number.
She only answered after a while, and he tried to act as if nothing happened. "Are you home right now?"
"...No," she said, still in the car.
"Where are you?" he asked, flustered as he rose to his feet. "Where are you? I'm coming to you."
Irene told him her location, and Isaac got up and left his office.
"I'll be right there."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Yeah," she murmured very softly.
Soon, the car stopped and she told the chauffeur to wait there while she entered the cafe alone.
She sat down randomly, ordering a glass of water when a waiter asked.
She then stared blankly out of the window, watching uninterestedly as traffic moved to and fro.
She appeared to be a beautiful, soulless doll with that placid desolation, devoid of any vigor.
Soon, Seth Hedge arrived and sat opposite her. "Sorry to keep you waiting. Traffic was terrible."
Even as Irene slowly turned toward him, he did not sense anything wrong at all, and he continued, "So? Have you
cleared the air with Harvey?"
Irene glared at him, her hands balling into fists and turning white at the knuckles, and she suddenly slapped Seth
across the face!
The resounding smack left Seth dumbstruck, and he felt a tinge of anger as well.
No one could stay calm from being hit.
"What do you think you're doing?!"
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