Chapter 887

Irene soon met Isaac's eyes and guiltily averted hers. Did she say something while she was drunk last night? Did he catch on to something? Why else would he sound a little… threatening? She searched her memory, but did not think that she had done anything to upset him! Whatever the case may be, it was time to play nice. Smiling, she said, "Alright, I'll come with you." Isaac's gaze was impassive. "Come!" He left the mansion first, while Irene followed. In the car, she leaned against him and asked softly, "Did I upset you while I was drunk yesterday?" "Nope," Isaac replied. Irene heaved a sigh of relief—she actually thought she somehow did that! "Then why are you taking me to your office? I don't know anything about your work, let alone help—" "Just stick with me," Isaac said, and suddenly leaned in to growl into her ear, "Don't you know how much you harassed me last night?" Irene's eyes widened. She did that? How? "You're lying. Why would I harass you?" "You kept sed