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 out a

just as she was unsure why she was so afraid of

constantly humiliated her, bullying

on edge, even as she pretended not to know him

sat, Irene was about to leave when

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scene when it came

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

reduced to offering

Hmph.

Irene felt as if he was

to crush her wrist.

pain, and wanting nothing less than to escape his grip and turn to run. However, she would draw Mark‘s attention if she did, so she had to stay and flash pretty smiles, or

behind Isaac, glanced at Irene

boss if they found out that she was his

coldly

did you bring a woman like her

that Isaac was interested in Irene.” She‘s a dance instructor at my wife‘s dance school, and I thought she

“Dance instructor?”

Irene not a doctor? How did she suddenly

Would you like to see her dance?”

napkin then. His hands were not

rose to his feet and said, “I would