Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 263

Irene had no idea how long her sleep lasted. In the middle of the night, she heard a faint tapping on the window

again, giving her goosebumps. Just like the previous times, she didn't even dare to open the curtains. But the

tapping grew louder, making her feel increasingly anxious. All of a sudden, the noise stopped completely. Irene

waited for a long time, and when there was still no sound, she went back to sleep. However, just half an hour

later, while she was still sleeping fitfully, the complex, subtle, and terrifying noise returned. It was the same

rhythmic tapping against the window.

Irene clutched her blanket tightly and quickly covered her ears. "Leavealone, Teresa! It's notwho

harmed you. | gave your mom lot of money, so don't mess with me. If anything happens to me, My grandpa

won't let your family off easily!" she murmured to herself.

The irritating sound of glass scratching continued, the annoying buzzing bothering her ears. Irene hid under the

covers for a long tuntil she didn't hear a sound anymore. Only then did she dare to peek out, and when she

confirmed there were no noises, she sighed in relief but was too scared to fall asleep again.

The door to her room opened, and she froze. Looking up, she saw William. "Get up," he said with a displeased

expression.

Feeling exhausted, Irene crawled out of bed and headed to the study.

"These days, your nightmares have been causing chaos at home. What on earth is going on?" William's gaze was

far from gentle, a cold look directed at Irene. After a while, Irene gradually calmed down. She instantly grabbed

William's hand, crying out, "Grandpa, she's trying to takeaway! She wants to takeaway!" "Who?" William

asked in a deep voice.

Tears streaming down her face, Irene cried out in fear, "Teresa, she's out for revenge."

A cold glint flashed in William's eyes. "Is it Teresa, the one who jumped to her death?" he asked hesitantly.

"Yes, yes, it's her!" Irene glanced fearfully around. "Don't cafter me, | didn't cause your death. If you want to

blsomeone, blYasmine. Go find her."

In just a few words, William understood why Irene was so frightened. He looked at her coldly. "Telleverything

from the beginning," he demanded. He didn't believe his granddaughter had nothing to do with Teresa's death;

otherwise, she wouldn't be so scared. Daisy received a signal and quickly left the room. Trembling, Irene

recounted the events to William. "Grandpa! It really wasn't my fault. That woman was doomed anyway! She had

AIDS, and there was no way to save her... Plus, | gave her family a sum of money afterward, enough for Teresa's

mom and brother to live comfortably."

Smack! William raised his hand and slapped down, "Idiot! I've been training you all these years to have you push

someone off the rooftop? Haven't | always told you to leave no loose ends, never let anything trace back to you?

Now that you've pushed her off, your hands are stained with blood. Even if you wash it off, the stench of blood

lingers. Worse, you'll keep replaying the scene of pushing her in your mind. It's only a matter of tbefore

these images destroy you. And you have the nerve to talk about having nightmares." Irene's cheek turned red

from the slap. Holding her face, she let a tear slip down. "Grandpa, | didn't mean to, but she cfor revenge!

She struggled not to scream, fighting to keep her composure.

William retrieved something from behind him and tossed it at her feet, "Is this the shadow you were talking

about?"

Irene looked on in disbelief, "This?"

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"Since you first started having nightmares, I've had people keeping an eye on the villa's surroundings. The

silhouette you saw tonight was just a piece of white cloth, but we didn't catch anyone. All we found was this

cloth thrown on the ground," William said, his eyes filled with coldness. He sneered, "Fool! You didn't even realize

you've been tricked. It's all part of someone else's plan. Did you really think it was a ghost? You've thrown all

your years of education into the sea." Irene's nerves relaxed instantly, and she giggled before switching to

anger, "Who is it? Who dares to mess withlike this?"

"I can let you investigate who's behind this, but you'd better not delay our plans. You've dragged us down too

much these past few days," William's eyes flashed coldly.

Irene nervously lowered her eyes. "I'm sorry, Grandpa. I'll make sure to adjust myself properly."

William looked at Irene's swollen cheek and finally couldn't help but say, "Don't get involved in Teresa's matter

anymore. I'll handle it."

"Thank you, Grandpa," Irene said.

William glanced at Irene, with the planning documents at hand. "The proposal from the planning department

looks, Let's go with that. By the way, how are things going with Yonas? Are you two making any progress in

getting along?" good.

Irene wore a serious expression and didn't answer his previous question. She suddenly remembered what her

assistant mentioned on the way back from Canalshore. "Grandpa, someone is investigating that matter."

William's pupils contracted sharply. "Who?"

"The other party is very cautious and will stop at the slightest hint of trouble. Our people are already on full

alert," Irene said in a deep voice.

William nodded and glanced at the bottle of red wine by his hand. "Irene, ask Yonas if he's free to cover for

dinner tonight. I've got a fine bottle of wine here that | want him to try with us."

Irene's head shot up. Was he suspecting something...? She didn't voice her doubts, but nodded firmly, "Yes."

At 7 PM, two cars were parked at the entrance of the White family's home: a red Ferrari and a black Cayenne.

Yonas got out and walked in with Irene through the main gate.

As soon as they stepped inside, William approached them with a kind smile. "I've been wanting to invite you over

for dinner, but | was worried you were too busy with work. | received a bottle of red wine from France, quite

remarkable-it's a Romanée-Conti, world- renowned. I've heard its name, the king of wines. My people got it at the

Grandeur Auction Assembly for a total of 500 thousand dollars. You're in for a treat, Yonas."

Yonas glanced at the wine bottle. Romanée-Conti is released in limited quantities. Even obtaining a meager

amount at an auction is difficult, often bought outright by the event itself. Managing to snag this bottle showed

how much effort William had put into acquiring it. Yonas joked, "Since Mr. White is opening such expensive wine,

it's a shmy grandpa isn't here to enjoy it. If he finds our that I got to taste this bottle from you, he'll scold