The Runaway Groom

Chapter 472

James's eyes widened, and his face soon contorted and flushed in anger.

"Erin Gooding! What do you think you're doing?!’

Erin was sitting on a chair nearby, leisurely eating some Shine Muscat while glancing at him sideways. "What's all the fuss for?

It's just your clothes. You still have your underwear on, but don't expect it to stay that way if you don't cooperate.”

James was speechless.

What was she playing at?!

"Let me go right now!" he snapped.

Erin, however, was not afraid at all, and allowed him to fume as much as he wanted, even blinking her eyes innocently at him.

"You're all tied up. I can leave you here to starve you to death, but you're still ordering me around? Are you really sober?"

James could not say anything against that.

He did not want to admit it, but it was harsh reality.

such, he restrained himself and flashed a fawning smile, "Erin, darling? Seeing that I'm a good friend of your brother, could you

somehow agreed to it

naturally delighted. "Alright, then

suddenly stopped at the edge, watching

moment, but said, "I

doubted that. "You're Isaac Jefferson's lapdog-there’s no way you

know what to say just then, and

you like, but I don't know,” James insisted-he knew that he should not admit

can't help you.” Erin shrugged and

door then swung open, and

were all Minervans,

danger right then, James tried to stay calm as

They have acquired a taste for good-looking men, especially Zidonians. So I'm offering you to them-don't worry, they will

on that last part

young, even harmless and

inhaled deeply to repress his rage, and said, “Tell them to leave us, and I'll tell

she was getting what she wanted, she gave the men

me. I'll take you there myself,"

to tell me where it is—I'll go there on my own. And we didn't have to go through all this if you

was certainly naive to

as she moved to