The Runaway Groom

Chapter 9

“Tell him I said no. And get me a coffee,” Isaac growled as he strode into his own office, heading straight for his desk.

“But Mr. Gooding said that he won‘t leave unless you see him...”

Isaac turned to look at his secretary, who quickly lowered her head.

“Bring him here,” he said, before sitting down and unbuttoning his suit.

Soon, the secretary returned with Harvey and Isaac‘s coffee.

Harvey appeared very upset, and snapped at Isaac immediately, “Where did you find that woman?”

Isaac picked up his coffee and gestured for his secretary to leave, before finally looking up at Harvey.

“Look what she did!” Harvey continued, pointing at a distinct slash mark on his neck, before showing the bandage on his wrist. “She almost cut off my tendons, too!”

Isaac’s gaze darted between Harvey‘s injuries, feeling slightly delighted just then. Although he knew the answer, he asked, “What happened?”

Harvey appeared traumatized. “That woman had a scalpel ! And she was somehow breathtakingly efficient with it! The doctor at the hospital told me she‘d barely missed my jugular! Honestly, I almost died before getting any action.... That‘s why I‘m asking again—where did you find that woman?”

On the other hand, Isaac was in a good mood to hear that Harvey did not manage to get his way with Irene. Leaning on his chair, he maintained his usual aloof visage as he asked, “Why are you looking for her?”

“For revenge, of course!” Harvey exclaimed indignantly, since he had never been humiliated this much.

Moreover, Irene did not tell him anything about herself,

so she remained an enigma.

“If it‘s for revenge, you‘ll have to find her yourself.”

Harvey was stumped for a moment, but soon snarled viciously, “Fine, I‘ll come up with something! If I get to her first, I‘ll cripple her hands– let‘s see how she‘ll swing a scalpel then!”

At the hospital, Irene had just stepped out of the examination room when she shivered from a mysterious chill.

Was someone cursing her?

Dr. Cox at eight tonight, at Wing B of Grand Court Hotel. Don‘t miss it!” a colleague reminded her upon

coat, and thinking to herself that she really did not want to

that Whitney and Isaac

, she headed to Grand Court Hotel at eight anyway, but spotted a car stopping

and

hid behind a pillar, poking her head out slightly to

another as they stood side–by–side. She could tell that Isaac really liked Whitney too, since he was willing to show

everyone at the hospital would be showing up

extensive makeup and a stylish gown, and there was a hint of

only attending the part

her rejection of his offer before was now

Isaac, and after much consideration, she decided to call Whitney to explain that she could not make it because of an emergency. She took out her phone, but

Whitney turned

in response, and accidentally pressed the dial button. By the time she realized what was

and pursed her lips. “Sorry, wrong

her voice, and he immediately spotted Irene standing nearby,

help raising

worked at Charity Hospital

Whitney smiled warmly. “It’s

she inched closer to

not let the public find out that she

her

said nothing, so that others would

did not deny it either, because he had his eyes on Irene, eager to see how

lightly and showered them with flattery. “Honestly, you two look like the perfect

had the urge to tear that smile off

quickly made her retreat. “I‘ll be heading

called out to the colleague who had greeted her just now, and then hurried into the

colleague quietly said, “That man is the head of Light Group. He‘s young but

as perfect as him come to be? He‘s rich, and has the looks and the body.” “How would you know that he‘s perfect? He might actually be crazy,” Irene could not help retorting calling him crazy was already being kind to him, especially when he had almost strangled

colleague could not help