The Runaway Groom
Chapter 928

Irene smiled faintly, appearing almost harmless just then.

But her words were far from that.

“I don't want to hear further rumors that would jinx my husband. I'm sorry, but if I catch anyone saying such things, they will be dismissed.” Everyone was immediately quiet, since they had all discussed that possibility.

Naturally, none of them want to be fired either, since this company's benefits were the best.

That was when Stan's phone rang.

It was a ruse he and James had planned beforehand, calling in the middle of the meeting after Stan changed James's caller ID to “Isaac Jefferson’ instead.

He deliberately angled his phone so that others could see it before he answered the call. "Yes, Mr. Jefferson. She's here with me. I'll pass her the phone now."

Irene played along too, taking the phone and saying softly, "I'll be back soon. Don't worry.”

With that, everyone believed that Isaac was calling.

They used the same tactic at the meeting at other subsidiaries, and after a tour in every company in Zidonia, she returned to Franconia right away.

Zachary had also returned from Dunesia, and he met them in the conference room of the Remy headquarters.

It was night, and there was no one around the office.

Only the lights in the conference room were up, and they were trying to think of a plan.

If they stuck to Irene's decision, there was no need to discuss anything. After all, what could be more important than Isaac?

Money?

They could just make more.

Moreover, losing Smartville Tech would not lead to Remy's bankruptcy. It was not as if James did not agree with Irene's decision, but he simply had his suspicions.

After Irene showed him the message she received, he had someone trace the source of the text, but the source was encrypted and they could not find the source.

Nonetheless, he said, "After investigating, I actually don't think Hector Vaughn has Mr. Jefferson.”

"Why would you think that?" Irene asked.

"Mr. Jefferson would negotiate with Hector himself. He would not allow you to be affected,” James said.

Irene turned silent.

That was certainly true! Isaac would never allow something like this to involve his family.

"Maybe he's hurt and can't talk?" she suggested nonetheless.

James shot down the idea. "Stan didn't even get a scratch.”

In fact, they had jumped off the plane at the same time.

Even if Isaac was hurt, the said injury would not be that serious. However, James had that part wrong—Isaac was hurt.

Still, he was not hurt because of the parachute, but because he landed on an uninhabited mountain.

He dropped his phone in the process and could not receive any calls. After landing from such a high altitude, there certainly was a serious gap from where he intended to land.

He trudged through the mountain for two days and nights, without food or drink.

He was already weakened, but when it rains, it pours—literally.

As rain poured overhead out of the blue, he slipped and fell into a ditch, going unconscious.

He had no idea how long he was out, but he heard something as he stirred.

His vision was blurred as he tried to get up, only to find that one of his legs was immobile.

He reached out to it and realized that it was plastered.

"You're awake," someone said in Dunesian.

As Isaac had learned it, he understood.

"You saved me?" he asked.

The woman appeared surprised that he understood her.

She appeared pudgy and kindly, smiling as she said, "No, my husband did.”

"What happened to my eyes?" Isaac asked, realizing that he had trouble seeing clearly—as if someone had put a thin veil before his eyes.

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