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The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 456

Irene said, 'I can't help you with that."

In fact, even if she had any idea, she would never tell Mick-she respected Isaac's decision.

From Isaac's perspective, it was natural that he would want to keep his own mother within his own family, alongside

his father.

In fact, if she were him, she would do the same.

It was as much common sense as it was selfish, though she did not consider it as selfish a thing to do either.

Moreover, Yvaine only developed feelings for Mick because they spent years together, and he did save her life. It

was hardly a natural one-she might not even have fallen for Mick if he had not erased her memories and taken her

abroad.

Still, Mick could not help being disappointed.

"Well..."

"And if you recall, he was convinced that I was the one who killed his mother, and he naturally did not tell me where

she was buried. You know how opinionated he can be too, so if he doesn't want to tell, he's not going to."

Mick became silent.

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Isaac certainly was no pushover, and there was no way to pry any secret out of his lips if he refused to tell.

Mick sighed-he had been hoping that Irene could offer some pointers, but he was now truly out of ideas and

helpless against Isaac.

"I'm already an old man, and I just wanted to pay my respects before I die... But it's just a dream now?"

Irene lowered her head but said nothing.

Mick simply waved dismissively. "Sorry. I was putting you on the spot."

"No," Irene replied.

Mick simply smiled and told her, "Go on, I'm not going to steal your food. Also, you shouldn't work such long hours

already-your body won't be able to take it.

Irene smiled in return. "We're actually developing an artificial heart that could potentially save many lives if it

works. We made a prototype for a semi-artificial one too, so I think this research will serve a great purpose... There

are so many patients with heart conditions who die because there's nothing to keep their hearts going, so having

that artificial heart will be a lifesaver for many."

Mick silently watched and listened as Irene talked about her work, and she always shone when she did so.

Career women could certainly be mesmerizing too.

"I'm sure Isaac would fall for you if he sees you as you are now," he blurted, and quickly realized what he just said.

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Why talk about Isaac when things were going just fine?!

He quickly tried to hide it and pushed a bowl of mashed potatoes to her." Go on, eat. You're feeding two mouths

here, so have as much as you want."

Irene smiled, knowing what he was trying to do, and therefore did not expose him.

Mick insisted on walking her home after dinner, even though she said, "My house is just down the road. I'm fine by

myself."

"No, I should take care of you. First, because Stephen told me to, and second, because you're pregnant with

Yvaine's grandson."

Irene naturally humored him.

Once home, she wrote another academic paper about her ideas and potential concepts for development, and

uploaded it online to Mead Clinic's medical forum later.

Back at Zidonia, an excited Mark Wickers visited Isaac.

Isaac had invested in his pharmaceutical company before, and Mark was now visiting again because he had just

read a certain academic paper on Mead Clinic's online medical forum.

While the concept of a fully artificial heart sounded almost too ambitious, the paper was succinct. Mark was also

convinced that such advanced medical technology should not be monopolized, or Zidonia's medical field may come

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under the control of foreign entities.

Even if he was a businessman who was out to make a buck, he had a conscience, not to mention that he did not

have the capital for such a grand project.

The foreign development centers had financiers from their respective nations, or they would not have the money to

do anything.

And Isaac had the amount of capital they may require too.

Having compiled a document, he passed it to Isaac with a sycophantic smile. "It would be great if you can go

through this..."

Isaac gave him a look. "Do you think my money grows on trees?"

He was not that experienced in the medical field, but Mark's story alone gave him the idea of how much money it

would potentially cost, while also taking considerable time with potentially low rewards.

It was a poor investment in his book.

Mark did not give up, however. "Actually, it's the doctor whom I'm betting on. We can poach her, and we could

definitely complete the development soon after."

He handed him another document he prepared beforehand, though this one was about the doctor who wrote the

academic paper. "The doctor is young and actually a local. If you're interested, I'll head over to talk to her- I think

we stand a fair chance."

Seeing Mark's enthusiasm, Isaac took it and started reading.