Chapter 821

Irene lifted a brow and wondered to herself if Isaac was a frequent guest here. Why else would the man greet him so warmly? Still, she had yet to find what this place was for. "And who might this lovely lady be?" the man asked, turning towards Irene just then—this was the first time Isaac brought a woman here. "My wife." Isaac nodded slightly. "Please show us the way to the horse stables." Irene's eyes widened and turned in surprise toward Isaac, asking softly, "Are we riding horses?" "Yeah. So? Are you afraid?" Isaac asked. Horse-riding was certainly a novelty for Irene since she had never done it before. However, she wielded scalpels and cut people open, starting out with corpses while she was an intern. In that sense, what was there to fear about horses? Spurred by her ego, she reared her chin. "Don't underestimate me." Isaac chuckled. "Sure." They headed into the building and took a small cart to the stables. It was ten minutes until they stopped outside the stables.