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!"

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

"You

worried.They say that craving sour food means it's a boy, while spicy food means it's a girl...Does

say that!" Irene

was just joking

everyone else, all she wanted

mean

at her

"Aren't you their aunt?"

related by blood at

said, though she was

good person, and having

having an aunt also

children.Your sons can pamper my daughter...Actually, you

a son

rather I had

can," Erin said, locking

"You're young!"

first being that her body would not allow it, and the second being her wish

still the lingering trauma

subject, she asked, "Where's

pointed opposite

"It's just right there—"

to a halt in front of

and shielded Erin behind

right then, she said, "Who

was lanky, had a long scar