The Runaway Groom

Chapter 752

Not seeing Erin anywhere, James asked urgently, "Where is she?!"

Irene was helping the chauffeur and her face was pale despite taking a moment to compose herself. "They took her. You have to find them! Quick!"

James whipped out his phone, asking, "What car was it? Do you remember the plate number?" "It's a black MPV, but it doesn't have plates, and there are cameras.”

She pointed nearby at one.

That being said, the car looked brand-new. They must have planned to use it for the crime from the start.

"I've called the cops. They might be able to help by tapping in the cameras to locate the MPV. It'd make things faster.”

Veins were bulging over the back of James's hand as he clenched on his phone. "Yeah."

‘I'm sorry,” Irene said.

"She was taken because of me." "No. You didn't ask for this,” James replied.

His call got through then, and while he spoke into it, Irene helped her chauffeur to Hotmesh Research, since he was bleeding from several lacerations and Hotmesh was the closest.

was leaving work

her when he saw her help a bleeding

help,” Irene said.

left to do as he was

soon returned to them with a first aid kit

and cut off the part of the chauffeur's

movement was quick and decisive, smooth as

antiseptic, she soon wiped the blood off the

long gash over the chauffeur's back. It

let him do this,” the chauffeur

a look. ‘It doesn't matter-you're a patient and

no concern when it came to medical care. Why worry about something so trivial

as she spoke, she never paused until she said,

before coming to his senses, and quickly pulled

bleeding,” Irene then told

pressed his hands on the deep gash over the chauffeur's back, while Irene stitched

bleeding lessened, she mixed up an anesthetic and injected it over the laceration. "Sorry, we only have local anesthetics here instead of general

many in a

talk. Save your strength,” Irene said as she cut off the stitching