The Runaway Groom

Chapter 411

Mr. Townsend shot Mr. Little a look. “Isaac may have left Light Group, but he hasn’t left commerce. What, are you interested in a partnership with him?”

Mr. Little was left wanting to hide himself even as blushed, his cheeks scarlet as if he had too much to drink. “I would love to, but I don’t think Mr. Jefferson would need one.”

Mr. Townsend was naturally experienced enough to tell what was going on. His shrewd eyes darted between Mr. Little and Isaac, and he grinned broadly as he surmised what happened just then. “Well, Isaac is involved in too many megaprojects to pick up small businesses.”

Then, turning back to Isaac, he asked, “By the way, what is this I heard about you acquiring Silverpond?” Mr. Little was left thunderstruck right then.

Silverpond? That bank had been in business for over a century!

“You have sharp ears, Mr. Townsend,” Isaac said as he clinked glasses with him again.

“Honestly, the way your empire has expanded…” Mr. Townsend sighed in awe, and flashed a thumb up at Isaac.

Meanwhile, the bride’s parents had made their grand entrance into the wedding hall. They were among the most important figures present for the day, and there were naturally many guests who approached them in greeting and brief exchanges.

Isaac did not want to get involved, but they would go to him even if he did not go to them, meaning that socializing was inevitable.

she told Isaac quietly, “Ricky is

Isaac said, leaning in to whisper into her ear. “You

breath was sprinkled over her neck, causing her

second, she felt warmth–even if Yvaine’s death had set them apart, he still cared about

“Okay,” she said meekly.

at Irene just then, but did not say a word–which bigwig these

fact, Mr. Townsend himself had four mistresses when he was

avoid asking any question or make the acquaintance of another man’s companion

the

out her phone,

you?

time, there was no

when she spotted Zachary. Although he certainly looked the part in his tailcoat, there was no happiness one would expect to find from a

when he

thought about it, and told him, “I’m looking for

brow furrowed. What was he doing