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.

he restrained himself and flashed a fawning smile, "Erin, darling? Seeing that I'm a good friend

Erin somehow agreed to it

naturally delighted. "Alright, then untie

at the edge, watching him as she

paused for a moment, but said,

Jefferson's lapdog-there’s no way you wouldn't know.

know what to say just then, and wondered

insisted-he knew that he should not admit it even if he knew, or she would bother him to

that case, I can't help you.” Erin

door then swung open, and three

all Minervans, and appeared thuggish

then, James tried to stay calm

have acquired a taste for good-looking men, especially Zidonians. So I'm offering you

on that last part to

even harmless and innocent...

repress his rage, and said, “Tell

she was getting what she wanted, she gave the men a

release me. I'll take you there myself," James

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

was certainly naive to

himself even as she moved to release