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

James was speechless.

"You're crazy.”

could

talking,” Erin growled, grabbing James by the arm, bent

snapped, "Let go, or I would have to resort to

that and simply said,

"You little-”

reared her head to meet his gaze,

pry her hands off and

again,” he warned as he strode toward

his shoving, Erin grumpily darted forward, threw her arms around his waist, and bit

did not try to hit her when he saw that it was Erin, and had

car, Isaac looked outside once

drove off, James panicked. “Uh, Mr.

had

to James, he simply left

then. “Hehe. Guess someone

left

out of his pants and saw beneath that

lips twitching,