The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 298

Irene replied, “When I went with Ricky to court, I saw this woman… Huh, maybe it’s nothing.”

Some people just bear a striking resemblance with others, after all, and she did not want to add to Isaac’s troubles

since he was very busy at the moment.

Nonetheless, Isaac frowned. “What is it? Aren’t you going to finish your sentence?”

“Like I said, it’s nothing.” Irene laughed. “Anyway, we can put the matter aside after Samantha White’s funeral

tomorrow.”

Knock, knock.

Irene had barely finished when someone knocked on her door.

“Come in,” she said, and the door only opened at that.

It was Stan, and he was carrying a box containing a mess of documents and random items.

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He put the box on the table before coming to them and said, “They appointed lan Jefferson as CEO.” “Yeah,” Isaac

grunted in acknowledgement-he was not surprised by the outcome.

It was all part of his plan anyway, since Quincy would only let down her guard once he was gone from Light Group.

Still, Stan felt indignant. “Those board members only care about their money! It’s just so frustrating to see -how

much money do they think we made for them over the years? But they couldn’t wait to kick you when you’re

down!”

Though it was their plan all along, their heinous behavior left Stan disenchanted and sick to the stomach, and he

growled spitefully, “Well, this suits us just fine. They’d actually ruin our plans if they get sentimental -now, I’m

looking forward to the day Light Group goes bankrupt.”

While the document stating Light Group’s losses was genuine, Isaac had Kathy deliver it to Quincy anyway.

That was because only he and Stan knew that the supposedly lost capital was diverted to a company called Remy in

Franconia, and it was the last moveable asset Light Group had.

Right now, Light Group was nothing more than an empty husk without any profitable projects, while any industry

that was making money at all had been diverted to foreign soil as well.

lan’s competency notwithstanding, he would never lead Light Group out of the red.

And what would he tell the board during the mid-year and year-end reviews?

It was clear that the board would swallow anyone whole, and they only wanted their profit regardless of how

difficult it was!

“Still, now that I think about it, we can do anything without anyone telling us otherwise. It honestly feels cathartic.”

Stan cheered up at the very thought-Light Group might be rich and had plenty of resources, but the board’s

approval was required for any megaprojects that might cost upward of a billion. There was no chance of

implementation if no approval was given.

On the other hand, everything Isaac said goes at Remy. They were certainly in for a much more pleasant time in

contrast to Light Group!

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In that respect, Stan was actually happy that the board was being that cold. They would actually feel tied down if

someone sided with Isaac after all that, and they would not be able to leave with such a clear conscience!

“Go home,” Isaac said just then. “There’s nothing to do for now. You’ll be in charge when they call for a transition.”

That reminded Stan about something else. “Oh, right-I asked Debbie to move to Remy so that she could keep

working as your secretary, but she’s not interested in moving out of the country, and was demanding to see you.

What do you think?”

Irene’s ears pricked up at the mention of Debbie.

Maybe women are just sensitive, or maybe it takes one to know one, but Irene knew right then that Debbie, was

definitely getting funny ideas about Isaac!

“He’s already left once today, and his injuries are getting infected. He shouldn’t go out again.”

While she personally did not want Isaac to see Debbie, what she said was still the truth-he just had to wear loose

clothes for a few days for his injury to start healing, or it would not heal even after two weeks.

Feeling awkward just then, Stan asked, “Well, what can I do? She’s not listening to me.”

“I can talk to her,” Irene suggested.

Isaac turned toward her, seemingly reading her mind right then.

She averted her eyes, afraid to look at him just then!

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