The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 304

Isaac asked, “Why her?”

“She’s stupid and easy to manipulate,” Stan replied. “She’s not chaste anyway, and it spares us from having to

choose a new person.”

Isaac stared at him but stayed silent-Stan took it for a silent approval.

In reality, Stan only did that because he had come to understand that Isaac did not care about Kathy at all.

From his point of view, there were just two reasons why Isaac had not kicked Kathy to the curb-the first was that

she had saved Isaac’s life before, and he could not be too harsh on her despite his indifference. The second was

that she was still useful to them.

Still, that made Stan think-why the difference in treatment between Kathy and Irene?

Both of them had saved Isaac’s life, and yet one one was treated like a tool, while the other was being pampered to

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kingdom come. Seeing that certainly left Stan clicking his tongue.

Truly, it hurt to see the contrast!

“How are things going on over there?” Isaac asked just then, seemingly not interested in discussing Kathy further.

Stan had naturally been keeping an eye on Light Group. They had eyes and ears everywhere-it was certainly easy

to embed their own people amongst their ranks after they managed the company for years. “Both lan Jefferson

and Quincy Moore are trying their damndest to save Light Group and looking for any viable projects right now. They

have to rally everyone since lan just became CEO, and his position would become shaky without anything

persuasive. Quincy is staying with him whenever she can, and has no time for Greg Jefferson. This is exactly the

moment he needs a more understanding female companion.” Stan was being vague at the last part, but Isaac

understood-they were just talking about Kathy, and they were now prepared to send her his way.

Kathy was young and beautiful. With Quincy busy at Light Group and having no time to care about Greg. this was

the right time to sneak someone in.

After all, causing rifts between family members always inevitably breaks that family apart.

Right now, it was all going according to Isaac’s plan, with everything falling in line like dominos.

“Got it. Keep an eye on their movements, and report immediately if anything comes up,” Isaac said.

“Yes, sir,” Stan said. “I’ll be going now.”

Even before he left the study, Irene had already returned to her room, putting Tommy to bed as she lay beside him.

Fiddling with his baby, she said, “Your daddy is quite the womanizer, isn’t he? First Debbie, and now Kathy-it’s like

there’s no end to them. Your poor mommy has to take care of you, while fending. them off at the same time…”

Isaac had been discharged a few days ago, since he had his doctor’s permission to rest at home. His injuries had

since scabbed, and he would make a full recovery soon enough.

Ricky had been discharged and on the road of recovery as well, thanks to Sheryl’s care. He had been sulking for a

while after Samantha’s funeral, but he had improved since, and resumed working despite his injury.

Irene did not try to talk him out of it, since Ricky needed to pull himself together, and his career was his

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emotional pillar right now.

“Boo… Ya…”

Tommy’s little round eyes that were akin to black grapes were fixed on Irene, his pink lips yapping gibberish as if

understanding that Irene was talking to him, and hence mustering a response.

Irene’s gaze was utterly tender as she watched her baby, and her heart overflowed with warmth-any trouble that

had been in her heart faded just from looking at Tommy.

“You’re saying yes, right? That I should fend them off?” she asked lovingly, and gently pinched him on the cheeks.

Tommy giggled from amusement, but that was when Isaac suddenly asked, “Fend who off?”

He had appeared in the room without her knowing it, and she almost jumped in surprise.

Irene frowned. “You almost gave me a heart attack.”

Meanwhile, Isaac arched his back and scooped Tommy up in his arms. “It’s not my fault. You were so busy talking to

Tommy you never noticed me coming in.”

Tommy always liked being carried, and his little limbs were flailing as he babbled. “Mama…”

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