In the living room, Samantha White was sitting on the couch, wearing silk pajamas that accentuated her devilish figure. 

She raised a pretty brow when she saw the other woman entering. "Oh, if it isn't Irene!"

Irene clenched her fists and was surprised that Samantha had moved in while her mother was sick.

She then glanced at Samantha's wrist and noticed the bangle that looked like it cost an arm and a leg. It seemed that things had taken a turn at the Spencer household after they received the Jeffersons' dowry.

Despite feeling embittered, she said, "I'm here to talk to Lionel."

Samantha brushed her thick, maroon curls and replied, "He's not here."

Irene quickly turned to leave, but Samantha called out to her. "Stop—did you come to ask for money? Why would you need money when you're Mrs. Jefferson now? I'm telling you, we don't have any money for you. I'm sure you know how much your

Stan ran into Isaac just as he was about to leave, and quickly greeted him. "Mr. Jefferson."

Giving him a look and growling rather hostile, Isaac asked, "Have you found out anything?"

Stan complained in his head that he was not Superman, not to mention that Isaac himself had given him a ton of work earlier today.

"N-No, I was just about to do it," he said gingerly and wondered what had happened that could get Isaac so upset.

Isaac's secretary approached them, saying, "Mr. Jefferson? There's a Ms. Cox at the front desk, asking for you."

"Ms. Cox? Could it be—"

Before Stan could finish, he immediately saw Isaac glowering and kept silent tactfully.

Even as the air around them cooled, Isaac flatly said, "Bring her upstairs, Stan."

"Yes, Mr. Jefferson."

-

Soon, Stan arrived at the CEO's office with Whitney Cox.

Isaac was standing beside his desk, having taken off his jacket and carelessly thrown it over his chair, and he slowly turned toward her.

Whitney appeared prim and proper as ever and asked mildly, "Sorry for the sudden visit. Am I imposing?" 

Isaac had not caught her red-handed or asked anything afterwards, so he flatly said, "No."

He was not going to marry her, and her purity was of no concern now.

Whitney hesitated for a while and began, "Well… I…"

She seemed to have trouble putting words together, so Isaac suggested, "Need money?"

Whitney was taken aback—how did he know?

Nonetheless, Isaac did not waste his breath and cut to the chase. "How much do you need?"

Whitney fumbled for an explanation. "My father is ill…"

"A million? Ten million?" Isaac snapped, not wanting to hear her reason.

She knew very well why she needed the money, and he was not bothered to find out!

Whitney actually felt that Isaac was not as gentle as before, but she could not find a reason for his strange behavior.

She thought she did well whenever she was around Isaac, but she was desperate right now and needed the money. 

Chad had eventually agreed to break up with her if she could return his money, but he only gave her 24 hours. In fact, he had only agreed to it because he was convinced that she could not get the money within that period.

"I'll do my best to repay you…"

"You don't have to. Now, tell me—how much do you want?" Isaac asked, losing his patience already. He did not think so before, but now he found her so pretentious!

Naturally, he was really upset.

Why did he have to sleep with her?!

"Four million," Whitney said, deciding to deal with Chad for now, before salvaging Isaac's impression of her.

Isaac made the call. "Take Ms. Cox to Finance. Transfer five million dollars to her account."

"Isaac…" Whitney uttered.

Isaac looked up at her then. There was cold disdain in his eyes that sent chills up her spine, and it cut Whitney short.

Isaac's secretary entered just then and beckoned. "Please come with me."

Biting her lip, Whitney lowered her head and followed the secretary out of the room.

It was only then that Stan gingerly approached Isaac. 

He connected Isaac's dramatic change of attitude toward Whitney with Isaac's orders to reinvestigate the incident at Charity Hospital. 

"Do you suspect that Whitney isn't the woman you were with that night?" he asked.

In Harvey's mind, Irene was basically a gift from Isaac anyway.

At the same time, Irene's heart turned cold. 

So it really was Isaac!

"I have a private room here where we can enjoy ourselves properly." Harvey smiled at her. "Honestly, it's weird—why wouldn't Isaac want a ravishing beauty like you? Does he really not like women?"

Isaac never had a girlfriend, and everyone knew that he surrounded himself with men.

Many called him impotent, while others called him homosexual—either way, he could not be normal!

Irene laughed coldly. 

‘Isaac, not liking women? No, he just does not like me!’ she thought inwardly.

‘Just look at how upset he was because he saw Whitney messing around with Chad—that simply means he cares, doesn’t he?’

"Still, I should thank him properly," Harvey chuckled as he continued. "There's no way I would make your acquaintance if not for him!"

Even if he was hurt 

In the living room, Samantha White was sitting on the couch, wearing silk pajamas that accentuated her devilish figure. 

She raised a pretty brow when she saw the other woman entering. "Oh, if it isn't Irene!"

Irene clenched her fists and was surprised that Samantha had moved in while her mother was sick.

She then glanced at Samantha's wrist and noticed the bangle that looked like it cost an arm and a leg. It seemed that things had taken a turn at the Spencer household after they received the Jeffersons' dowry.

Despite feeling embittered, she said, "I'm here to talk to Lionel."

Samantha brushed her thick, maroon curls and replied, "He's not here."

Irene quickly turned to leave, but Samantha called out to her. "Stop—did you come to ask for money? Why would you need money when you're Mrs. Jefferson now? I'm telling you, we don't have any money for you. I'm sure you know how much your mother's surgery costs."

Irene pursed her lips. Samantha was merely a mistress, but she acted as i

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