The Runaway Groom

Chapter 438

Nonetheless, James hurried to Isaac’s side. “Sir.”

Isaac glanced at him briefly and asked, “Did you find a place?”

“Yes, sir,” James replied. “We can use it in a couple days.”

“Good.” Isaac remained impassive.

At the same time, James turned toward the man with them, who was dressed formally over his exceedingly fair skin. Also, there was something shady about that face even though he clearly appeared solemn.

“Sir, who is this gentleman?”

Isaac did not answer, and instead headed straight inside the operating room with the man.

James followed, curious.

The man first put down his box and opened it, taking out a pair of gloves and wearing it before pulling off the sheet placed over Irene’s head.

He frowned when he saw the face. “…I don’t think I can do anything here. Burn scars only regenerate on living tissue, but if she’s dead, I can’t restore her face.”

In reality, he was the best mortician Isaac had found to reconstruct cadavers so that they would look their best before they were buried.

Despite his specialty in reinvigorating cold bodies and bestowing upon them eternal beauty, he was shaking his head. “The damage is too extensive. I can’t do much here.”

gaze darkened and there was a brief flash

not even die with

mortician said, “I’d suggest moving her

for a while, so he quickly echoed, “Yeah, or we could put her in an ice casket if you don’t

just had to wait until Stan set up the freezer, and they would just put the

out here is

as if Isaac did

was placed in a casket, he would lose

the morgue was a declaration to

refused to confront that

it may, present circumstances prevented him

spoke almost inaudible, “Get it done, James.

could not restore Irene’s face, he did not have to

left, however, Isaac’s back slowly

he was no longer the high–and–mighty bigwig who faced his

it turned out that he felt

pain was profound,

while the mortician fixed up Irene’s body however he could. He also

when Ricky Spencer suddenly barged

dropped limply to the floor when he saw the unrecognizable body. “No. No way, it can’t be her…” he murmured, and grabbed the hem

and clasped a hand over

who were there saw the explosion, and she was in the middle of it. They also fished her out of the river immediately afterward, so

us.”