The Runaway Groom

Chapter 679

Ricky Spencer told her, "Waking you is my job."

Irene frowned, speechless.

Ricky had come the other day, apologizing for letting his anger get to him.

He said that he should have taken her job offer and was willing to take it if he was given a second chance...

But it turned out that this is his job? Amused, Irene said, "Isaac arranged for this? Waking me is your job now?"

"Mr.Jefferson also asked me to take you to the wedding hall.The decorations are mostly in place, so you may see if it's to your liking.Also, your schedule for the day is adjustable—I merely decided on my own to wake you at this hour, though that's more your fault for being a sleepyhead."

Irene gave him a look.

"Mr.Jefferson...?"

"He's my boss from now on, so that's how I'm supposed to address him," Ricky said.

"I'd rather not be given privilege or look like I got the job through my connections, since people would doubt my ability.Either way, this will be the start of my illustrious career."

Irene thought she should review her opinion of him just then."

Well, understanding that means you're all grown up now."

Ricky rolled his eyes.

"I'm already an adult.Now, get up—I'll be waiting downstairs."

"Got it."

and washed

she said,

"It's fine," Irene said.

should be getting

a couple mouthfuls of food before heading out with

landmark of Cloud City and the venue of the

to park the car in the basement, since they were not supposed

avoid congestion on the day

would be press coverage, as he agreed

she headed into the wedding hall with Ricky in tow, she was left stupefied by the sight before

200 tables, accommodating up to

theme was also an elegant milky white, and there was an exquisite yet serene air about the place like one would expect from a chick flick Soon,

"Ms.Spencer, I presume?"

Irene nodded.

notified previously that Irene would come to check on the venue, and he gestured for someone to turn on the

instead left it dimmer— the warm yellow and orange red lights had been

the faint scent of flowers in the air that reached the nostrils directly, and one could envision themselves lying in

adjust anything you find dissatisfactory," the foreigner

Irene waved him off.

this

planner smiled in turn, feeling pride toward his

certainly content after a

go

seemed to like