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!"

sweetened lamb racks,

"You

craving sour food means it's a boy, while spicy food means it's a girl...Does that mean my

say that!"

was just joking

all she wanted

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

at

"Aren't you their aunt?"

not related by blood

aunt," Irene said, though she was mainly being thoughtful about

good person, and having her

also made it more a family

children.Your sons can pamper my daughter...Actually, you should have more sons, so she would be pampered

just have a son after your daughter,"

rather I had

Erin said, locking

"You're young!"

that her body would not allow it, and the second being her wish to live up

there was still the lingering trauma from the mess with

subject, she asked, "Where's the restaurant?

pointed opposite the

"It's just right there—"

to a halt in front of them, and

then and shielded Erin behind herself since Erin

right then, she

Spencer?" the man in the lead asked—he was lanky, had a long