Chapter 745

Dennis Turner was just alighting and heading to his apartment. "What are you doing here?" "Mr. Turner," Irene greeted him in return as she walked up to him. "Is there a problem?" he asked. Irene nodded. "Alright, let's talk at my place. You can eat with us tonight," he said. "No, we should keep this outside. And somewhere quiet," Irene said in refusal. Dennis stared at her for a moment, noticing that she looked like she had something important to say. "Alright. There's this restaurant nearby, and I often go there since the pasta is good. It's my treat." With that, he started to walk, while Irene followed. "I shall take you up on your offer." "Of course," Dennis said with a chuckle. "You don't have to hold back with me." The restaurant was beneath one of the apartment blocks, and they reached it in a couple of minutes. It was no luxury establishment, but everything inside was squeaky clean. Dennis ordered two pastas along with other side dishes. "Why don't you tell me what