The Runaway Groom

Chapter 468

The sight of the cocksure woman before them left James furrowing his brow.

There was no escaping her!

"Stalker," he growled impatiently.

“Lapdog,” Erin Gooding shot back right away.

James was left speechless—he remembered that she had been raised here in Minerva, but she would actually know the

Zidonian word for lapdog’?

She was surprisingly fluent...

Nonetheless, Erin seemed to have read James's mind and she said, "I may be raised here, but my mom and dad are Zidonian. Is it that weird that I know the language?"

She was watching Isaac's face as she mentioned 'mom’, but there was only impatience in his cold visage.

Erin's lips twitched. "Hey, I'm your half-sister. Why the long face? Does someone owe you money? I know you don't want me around, and I don't mind not showing up... All you have to do is tell me where our mother is buried-'

Isaac strode off before she could finish, and James stopped her when she tried to follow. "You're a lady. You can afford to act a little more reserved."

It was as if James had touched a nerve and Erin flipped out right away.

stay reserved all you

James was speechless.

"You're crazy.”

a woman who could be

growled, grabbing James by

snapped, "Let go, or I would have to

doubted that and

"You little-”

meet his gaze, looking pompous just

stand her, James started to pry her hands off and shoved

up around Mr. Jefferson again,” he warned as he strode toward

darted

James turned, but did not try to hit her when he saw that it

looked outside once and told the

the car drove off, James panicked. “Uh, Mr. Jefferson? I'm still

had

latched herself to James, he simply

James then. “Hehe. Guess someone was

was left speechless

pants and saw beneath that she left rather

twitching, he growled,