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

asked, "You liked

means it's a boy, while spicy food means it's

say that!"

smiled—she was just

everyone else, all she wanted was

a daughter, does that mean we can have her betrothed to your

at her

"Aren't you their aunt?"

not related by blood at

Irene said, though she was

person, and having her as a sister

an aunt also made it more a family

can pamper my daughter...Actually, you should have

a son after your daughter," she

I had a

said, locking arms

"You're young!"

to do it, with the first being that her body would not allow it, and the second being her wish to live

still the lingering trauma

asked, "Where's the restaurant? Are we there

opposite

"It's just right there—"

halt in front of them, and the door opened to seven men leaping out, surrounding

shielded Erin behind herself since

them right then, she said,

you is Irene Spencer?" the man in the lead asked—he was lanky, had a long scar over his face,