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 want,

James was speechless.

"You're crazy.”

had never met a woman who could be as tactless as her,

Erin growled, grabbing James by the arm, bent on making him

and he snapped, "Let

doubted that and

"You little-”

reared her head to meet his gaze, looking

her, James started to pry

up around Mr. Jefferson again,” he

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

it was Erin, and had to resort to words

once and told the driver,

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

had lost all

to James,

then. “Hehe. Guess someone was

was left

beneath that she left rather deep bite marks on his

twitching, he growled,