Chapter 312

James appeared solemn and respectful as he said, "Mr. Jefferson? They've signed it." A deep voice spoke from the other end, "Good. Stick to the plan and keep reaching out. Don't let them catch you before they inject their first batch of capital." "Of course," James replied before hanging up and telling the chauffeur, "Let's go." … Meanwhile, Isaac had just put away his phone and turned around when a soft body threw herself into his arms. Irene then wrapped her arms around his neck—she had tied her hair into a ponytail and was dressed formally, her bright eyes twinkling as she smiled faintly. "I'm going to the interview soon. Do you think I'll make it?" Isaac put his hands around her waist and made a pensive face, which left Irene frowning and pouting with her pink lips. "Don't you have faith in my skill?" "You have skills?" Isaac asked in return. Irene was speechless for a moment, and stood on her toes to bite his lips, immediately leaving a row of bite marks. He smiled. "Att