The runaway groom novel (Irene and Isaac) novel Chapter 585

Chapter 585

It sounded like Debbie.

Irene's expression changed for a split second, but she soon regained her calm.

Of course she would be asking for a meeting now to brag.

"Where?" Irene asked, agreeing to it right then-she should be the audience if Debbie wanted to brag, should she not?

'Two Beaches Coffee."

"Got it," Irene said and hung up.

Stephen looked up at her, swallowed his food and told her, "Just do what you have to. Well hold down the fort here."

Irene nodded and cleaned up the table after finishing her lunch. 'Thanks for your help, everyone."

'Oh, it's fine," everyone answered in unison.

Over the last few days, Mark's research team had heard about how Irene stole Mead Clinic's research data and hence grew to respect her. They grew to think that she was a woman who saw the big picture, and they were willing to help.

Irene was grateful. Though she said nothing, she was ready to reward them generously once the antidote was made.

Though they were being kind to her, she should not freely enjoy the results of their work and assistance.

Stepping out of the lounge and throwing away all the lunchboxes, she headed to the designated location with the chauffeur waiting in the car after she alighted and entered.

Debbie was already waiting.

Having taken a window seat, she was leisurely sipping on her coffee.

Irene composed herself, but her complexion was terrible. After all, she had been running herself ragged over the last few days, since she had to help develop the antidote while keeping an eye on Tommy's condition.

The fact that she recently went into labor only made it even more taxing-it would be weird if her complexion looked healthy.

Once Debbie saw her, she elegantly put away her coffee while mocking icily, "Oh, my goodness. It's just been a few days, but you look absolutely horrible! You're not getting depressed that Isaac is marrying me, are you?"

Irene naturally knew what Debbie wanted and would gladly play along." You've taken everything from me. Arent you satisfied?'

Debbie shook her head. "Not yet."

Irene's hands clenched into fists under the table. "What more do you want?'

"That would be telling, and it'd kill the joy."

She was smiling smugly as if she had won, and Irene was left narrowing her eyes.

Did she have more up her sleeve?

She had to be careful-Debbie had managed to conceal her true intentions even though she served Isaac for years.

This would not be easy.

Fortunately, Irene's development of an antidote was well under way, and they did not have to pin their hopes on Debbie.

For Irene, nothing matters more than getting Tommy healthy again.