The Runaway Groom
The Runaway Groom Chapter 198
Chapter 198
Moneypenny had served Henry for years, and Henry still trusted him—but he could not deny that he had doubts after what happened recently.
This counted as a test!
Still, he could only hope that Moneypenny had really been coerced and nothing else…
Over at Rose Garden, the sedatives had worn off and Irene had regained consciousness.
However, her limbs were still bound to prevent her from moving, and the sedatives left her lethargic.
Having no idea who her captors were, she yelled, “Is there anyone out there?! I’m hungry!”
There was no response–Isaac had instructed the guards outside to call him once she woke up, but also forbade them from entering the room.
If she started screaming, let her scream all she wanted!
When they heard Irene, the guards made the call.
a meeting within a conference room that could accommodate a hundred
chiefs–it was a full house since
sideways as he rested a hand on the table. He was twirling a Parker pen between his fingers, occasionally swiftly and tapping
clearly sub–par, he remained impassive but suddenly slammed
rang just as he was about to speak, and he
awake, sir, and she’s yelling
“Ignore her,” Isaac growled.
“Yes, sir.”
he said,
on purpose–it was her
was merciful enough not to kill
remember, challenging the limits of his tolerance constantly, while he had to keep bearing with
himself as
the conference room
was in a good mood actually asked,
happen, Mr. Jefferson?”
it. Let’s hope that your report is satisfactory so that I will stay in
in his report to ask-Isaac’s words
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