The Runaway Groom

The Runaway Groom Chapter 7

Chapter 7

“Ms. Spencer? I‘m Mr. Jefferson‘s assistant. Come with me–he‘s waiting for you.”

Irene spaced out for a moment when she saw Stan, though she quickly looked away to hide the look of recognition on her face.

Stan was the one who opened the door when she treated that patient in Zachary‘s stead.

If Stan was Isaac‘s assistant , did that mean the patient was Isaac?

“Please, Ms. Spencer.” Stan‘s tone became sterner when he saw that she was not moving.

Putting away her thoughts, Irene replied, “I have to go to work.”

It was a clear refusal – she had no intention of meeting that man.

“Please think about this carefully, Ms. Spencer. Given your status, you would not just lose your job if you make Mr. Jefferson upset – you would have no chance of working as a doctor again.”

It was a clear threat, and Irene was left clenching her fist.

All her father did was offer to pay for the cost of her

mother‘s surgery. She had to pay for all other medical bills, so she certainly could not lose her job or career chances.

Her only option was to go with Stan! “Wait a moment. I need to apply for leave from the hospital.”

After heading upstairs and making the call, Irene took a scalpel out of her drawer and put it in her handbag as a precaution, and headed downstairs after tidying her up.

IV

Soon, she was brought to a nightclub–she had never been to such places where men and women were getting frisky everywhere.

As they headed further inside, Irene overhead a couple of women chatting in the corner.

“Did you hear? The man having a business discussion with Isaac Jefferson on the VIP floor is a real pervert and a sicko.”

“Wasn’t he the one who almost killed an escort?” “Yeah, that‘s the one.”

so unlucky this time, but it‘s fine as long as it‘s not us. Did

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felt the creeps from their words alone, especially when she heard Isaac‘s

to panic, her palm sweating as they headed

be rejected since the Jeffersons did owe them, but the whole matter hinged on Irene being willing to take on the marriage. Nonetheless,

breath, she strode out

said nothing as he led her to a luxury private room. Beneath

a care before giving his critique. “Not bad! Her skin is fair like a porcelain

said, “Come,

still leaning on his set, his legs folded elegantly and her face

see anything at

other man had stood up and put a hand on her shoulder, laughing as he asked Isaac, “Where did you find her? She looks much nicer than those escorts caking their faces with mascara. That clear, fresh look

and did

that a silent

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chill in her heart,

already putting a hand on

repulsed, she

said, pouring a full glass of beer

turned away, but the man pulled her by

said, leaning forward and allowing the

form.

placid gaze, his brow furrowed ruthlessly, “If you can‘t do it, then you can pack your

that his loathing towards her

could be this despicable! “I‘ll drink,” she said, pushing away the man but taking the glass he

drank it so quickly, it left a blazing trail all the way from her mouth

became impatient. “Can I

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up into a pair of eyes as dark as the

turned away.”... Do whatever you

beamed, and promptly wrapped

struggle as she

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