The Runaway Groom

Chapter 750

Erin Gooding poked her head into the door, and sensing that she had been intruding, she apologized.

"Sorry.I was looking for..."

She turned toward Irene, who caught the look and glanced at the time.

"Ten minutes," she said.

Erin nodded in response and closed the door, standing outside as she waited.

Soon, people filed out of the meeting room, with Irene the last to exit, carrying stacks of papers in her arms.

"Is something up?" Irene asked.

Erin nodded, so she said, "Let me return these to my office first."

Erin waited once more as she did, and once Irene stepped out this time, she came up to Irene with a smile.

"James called me, telling me to pick the date.I think I should return to Minerva to tell my father too."

"As you should."

Irene agreed—getting married was a big deal, and Erin should tell her father about it.

"Your work is really busy, huh? You must not have had dinner since that meeting lasted for a while, right? It's my treat."

Though Irene was going to head home, she agreed to it since she did not want to disappoint Erin.

"Sure!"

this place that has sweetened lamb racks, and it's quite

asked, "You

boy, while spicy food means it's

that!" Irene

smiled—she was just joking

she wanted was a

"If I had a daughter, does that mean we can

at her

"Aren't you their aunt?"

not related by blood at

sons had an aunt," Irene said, though she was mainly being thoughtful about Isaac, since he

was a good person, and having her as a

an aunt also made it

to your children.Your sons can pamper my daughter...Actually, you should have more sons, so

a son after your

had a

can," Erin said, locking arms

"You're young!"

being that her body would not

still the lingering trauma from the mess with

"Where's the restaurant? Are we

opposite the

"It's just right there—"

an MPV screeched to a halt in front of them, and the

guarded right then and shielded Erin behind herself since Erin

right then, she said, "Who

asked—he was lanky, had a long scar over his face,