The Runaway Groom

Chapter 29 Irene froze when she saw Isaac‘s burly figure entering the room.

At the same time, Mark got up and greeted Isaac respectfully. “Mr. Jefferson.”

Somehow, Isaac‘s eyes darted past Mark‘s face and landed on Irene.

Ever since he knew her, she never put on any makeup, and her usual sense of fashion tended to be conservative.

In fact, he never saw her in anything with straps–but now, she wore a dress so red it seemed to accentuate the blush in her skin.

Mark noticed that Irene was not moving, and reached out to tug at her. “Come on, please stand and greet Mr. Jefferson.”

However, when Mark‘s fingers touched Irene‘s hand, Isaac‘s expression darkened. If he was not sane, he would have rushed forward and pulled Irene toward himself.

At the same time, Irene stood up, her dress accentuating her perfect figure, adding layers to her coquettish side for no reason.

Batting his eyelashes, there was a brief flash that quickly disappeared from Isaac’s eyes.

On the other hand, Irene was nervous–she did not expect that they were going to meet Isaac! If she did, she would never have agreed to this!

“Mr. Jefferson...” she stammered.

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her, and beckoned for her to pull

She was sweating bullets from her palms, just as she

humiliated her, bullying her and compelling her to tiptoe around

edge, even as she pretended not to know him and pulled

Irene was about to leave when Isaac caught her by

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scene when it came to beauties

have something like this ready–these ladies were pawns to be sacrificed, and Irene was one

to

Hmph.

chuckled darkly, even as Irene

to crush her wrist.

and turn to run. However, she would draw Mark‘s attention if she did, so she had to stay and flash pretty smiles, or

Irene just then,

public like this, what would people think of his boss if they found out that she

Irene coldly then, and turned

knowing the answer, he asked, “Why did you bring a woman

my wife‘s dance school, and I thought she

“Dance instructor?”

Irene not a doctor? How did

like to see her dance?” Mark

His hands were not dirty, but

rose to his feet and said, “I would