The Runaway Groom

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.”

us. Did you know? Word is that the escort can no longer bear children although she survived-heaven

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their words alone, especially when she heard

palm sweating as they headed

rejected since the Jeffersons did owe them, but the whole matter hinged on Irene being willing

a deep breath, she strode out

a luxury private room. Beneath the dimly lit room, Irene quickly saw Isaac and another man sitting on

man exclaimed–she caught his eye the instant she entered, and he studied her from head to toe without a care before giving his critique. “Not bad! Her skin is fair like a porcelain doll, and

said, “Come, sit

on his set, his

could not 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

remained silent and did not

that a silent

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chill in her heart, and her fingers clenched over

the man asked, already putting a hand

repulsed, she moved away.

I can teach you,” the man said, pouring a full

the man pulled her by the waist even as she

are obliged to entertain me,” Isaac suddenly said, leaning forward and

form.

furrowed ruthlessly, “If you can‘t do it,

that his loathing towards her was limited to ignoring her

away the man but taking the glass he was holding. Her movement was hesitant , but she soon chugged it

trail all the way from her mouth to her gullet. The burning sensation left her pretty

man became impatient. “Can I take her with me,

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run right then, but looked up into a pair of eyes as dark as the moon. It gave her pause, even as she realized that the

Isaac turned away.”... Do

and promptly wrapped his hands

struggle as she followed