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."

stretched, and washed up before

him, she said, "I tried to

"It's fine," Irene said.

be getting up

couple mouthfuls of food before heading out with

Globe Tower, a landmark of Cloud City and the venue of the wedding, in half

entrance and threw the keys to the valet to park the car in the basement, since they were not supposed

to avoid congestion

that there would be press coverage, as he agreed to let one media company exclusive

wedding hall with Ricky in tow, she was left stupefied by

to be 200 tables, accommodating up to 2,000

an exquisite yet serene air about the place like one would expect from

"Ms.Spencer, I presume?"

Irene nodded.

would come to check on the venue, and he gestured for someone to turn on the

the warm yellow and orange red lights had been arranged at the perfect spot to give the hall

in the air that reached the nostrils

you find dissatisfactory," the foreigner

Irene waved him off.

think this is

smiled in turn, feeling pride

content after a

go

seemed to like it