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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as he introduced her, and beckoned for

palms, just as she was unsure why she was so

was because he constantly humiliated her, bullying

pretended not to know him and pulled out

leave when Isaac caught her

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scene when it came

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

reduced to offering her

Hmph.

Irene felt as if he

to crush her wrist.

to run. However, she would draw Mark‘s attention if she did, so

at Irene just then, while wondering what she was playing

what would people think of his boss if they found out

at Irene coldly then, and turned to

the answer, he asked, “Why did you bring a woman like her here, Mr.

Isaac was interested in Irene.” She‘s a dance instructor at my wife‘s dance school, and I thought she could join us to liven things

“Dance instructor?”

Was Irene not a doctor? How did she suddenly become a

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wiped his fingers with a napkin then. His hands were not dirty, but he was simply

to his feet and said,