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!"

place that has sweetened lamb racks, and

"You liked sweet

boy, while spicy food means

that!"

smiled—she was just joking

everyone else, all she wanted was

mean we can have

at her

"Aren't you their aunt?"

by blood

though she was mainly being thoughtful about Isaac, since he had no other

and having

having an aunt also made it more

aunt to your children.Your sons can pamper my daughter...Actually, you

just have a son

had a daughter

can," Erin said, locking arms

"You're young!"

being that her body would not allow

the lingering trauma

"Where's the restaurant? Are we there

opposite the

"It's just right there—"

of them, and the door opened to seven men leaping out,

guarded right then and shielded Erin

then,

the man in the lead asked—he was lanky, had a long scar over his face,