The runaway groom novel (Irene and Isaac) novel Chapter 487

Chapter 487

Soon, Isaac's call was answered, and he said, "I need a favor. Find someone reliable-we need a DNA test." 'Yes, sir," the person on the other end said, and Isaac hung up.

Sheryl was a living specimen, and he had all the DNA samples he would need.

An excuse, such as a medical examination, would do.

After that, all they had to do was to wait.

Over at Minerva, all of Irene's colleagues were congratulating her for being appointed as the youngest attending physician in Mead Clinic.

Jeff Cartman said, "Dinner's on you,"

Irene smiled, but she was feeling generous. "Alright. That's a deal."

Still, a nurse arrived and interrupted the merry atmosphere. "Dr. Tanner? Dr. Pitt is asking to see you in her office."

'I'll be right there," Irene said.

"Maybe she wants you to buy her dinner too?" someone joked.

"Desperate, aren't you?' Jeff chuckled.

Still, he was one of the few who genuinely wished Irene the best, especially given her meteoric rise.

Before this, anyone who wanted to become an attending physician would have to work for years, while Irene just arrived a little over six months ago.

No matter how skilled or virtuous she was, jealousy was human nature.

Meanwhile, Irene followed the nurse to Dr. Pitt's office.

"Were you asking for me?"

Dr. Pitt, Irene's department head, was in her sixties, and the signs of age were already showing on her face while her hair was graying.

Still, her eyes were spirited as she said, "1'1 be attending a forum in Zidonia and I have permission to bring you with me."

Irene happened to be worried about Lulu Adams, and the idea suited her just fine. "Really?"

'Is that a yes I hear?" Dr. Pitt was actually surprised-she thought Irene would be reluctant.

"Of course. I'm Zidonian, and I could take the chance to visit home... but aren't forums usually held on this side of the world? Why Zidonia?" Irene asked.

'Our new shareholder suggested it to improve Zidonian healthcare standards. He's certainly a patriot," Dr. Pitt said.

Irene lowered her gaze, smiling unwittingly-the love of her life was certainly as wise as he was virtuous.

"You should pack your things when you get home. We will be leaving the day after tomorrow." Dr. Pitt said. "There's still work to do in the meantime."

'Okay," Irene nodded, and left-she had a surgery scheduled.

The instant she left the operating room, Harvey arrived and started to pull her aside.

Irene could not keep up. Keeping a hand on her belly, she snapped, "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't pull me."

She was too heavily pregnant to run, and her legs had been showing signs of swelling.

Harvey quickly released her. "Sorry, I was in too much of a hurry and forgot that you were pregnant.'

'So? What is it?" Irene asked.

'Let's talk somewhere quiet."

Harvey seemed really paranoid about being overheard, so Irene had to take him somewhere isolated.

"Honestly, Isaac is crazy! He drugged me and tied me up-"

"So, it was against your consent?" Irene interrupted.

She knew what he was going to say, but was still curious nonetheless.

Harvey was speechless for a while, and eventually asked apprehensively,' How'd you know?"

'I saw it," Irene replied flatly.