Chapter 180

Kathy was strutting as she walked toward them, her heels clicking in her wake as she passed a lunchbox to Mrs. Watson. "I've made this for Isaac. Take it inside." When Mrs. Watson did not take it, she smiled, "I'll be the lady of this house soon, Mrs. Watson. How will we get along when you're being this hostile now?" Mrs. Watson reluctantly took the lunchbox then, her face falling as she turned and headed inside the mansion. Once she left, Kathy's smile faded. Glancing at the suitcase lined up against the wall, she then turned to Irene. "I hope you never show up around Isaac after you leave. He must have gotten sick of you and told Mrs. Watson to throw away your things, didn't he?" Her words actually left Irene agitated. Yes, Isaac must have gotten sick of her and told Mrs. Watson to throw away her things, did he not? She reared her head with an impeccable smile just then. "I don't think I'll be the last person thrown out of here, though. I hope you'll prove to be an evergreen a