The Runaway Groom
Chapter 711

Chapter 711

If they were not meant to be together, would they have ever met and became sweethearts at university?

Zachary thought then that his mother was being ridiculous, saying that he and Lulu were not meant to be together!

It annoyed him considerably, and he got out of bed.

Mrs. Slate began, “You're hurt-"

“I'll live," Zachary growled impatiently. “You're so annoying.”

Mrs. Slate became silent, while he drove straight home.

Naturally, Lulu was not there, and he expected that.

He hung his head as he sat alone on the couch, thinking.

Lulu was staying at the house Ricky rented for her, but she was feeling dispirited for some reason.

She was curled up as she sat on the edge of the couch, unable to stop himself remembering the sight of Zachary stabbing himself in the chest. Maybe... Just maybe, his feelings for her were real?

She quickly shook her head as soon as the idea took hold, and got out of the couch to leave.

Still, she paused at the doorway after putting on her shoes, hesitating. Where could she go? Who could she go to?

She suddenly felt lonely and she returned inside the house.

Irene's image suddenly came to mind, but she had a bad impression of the woman and would rather be alone than go to her.

Irene was having trouble at work-not because of her competence, but because she was airdropped as the next director of Hotmesh Research without ever working there.

Naturally, most of the employees were at odds with her and would deliberately mess with her, such as by hiding apparatus she needed or just lying outright that they did not have it.

In cases of advanced equipment, they would hog it for themselves without ever allowing her turn.

Some would go as far as to add so much salt in her food that it was inedible.

She simply threw away her lunch in response and left the cafeteria after having just a glass of water.

Dennis Turner was arriving for his lunch, and seeing her leaving, he asked,’ Have you eaten already?"

Irene nodded.

'Why don't we have a chat?"

"Of course.”

Dennis led the way. "Let's have a stroll in the garden since you just ate. It's good for your digestion.”

As Irene followed him, he asked, "Are you getting accustomed to working here?"

"lam."

"But I haven't seen you smile since you've been here," Dennis said, clasping his hand behind his back. “It's not as if I'm ignorant of what goes around here, or that everyone is harassing you and it's affecting your work. So, I'm going to call for a meeting and speak to everyone-" "Mr. Turner, you're just going to make it worse if you do." Irene stopped him.

She understood everyone's concern, but proving herself was much better than relying on words alone.

She would only establish herself solidly if she had their earnest acknowledgement, and she would not be staying for long if she banked on

Dennis for everything.

Moreover, she was not smiling because Isaac had not been home for a couple days, leaving her a little confused.

It certainly had nothing to do with work, and she would not allow her personal affairs to mess with her career.

"Are you sure?" Dennis asked.

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“Good. And I can see that you are capable.”

After that, Irene returned to her work, but found a lunchbox at her seat. She looked around, but there was no one there-everyone was still eating at the cafeteria.

Who could have put it there?

She had only spoken with a handful of people since she arrived, let alone made friends.

Still, she sat down, but her gaze darkened when she opened the lunchbox.

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