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.

Crowe was leaving work

he saw her help a bleeding man out of the

help,” Irene said. "Get the

and quickly left to do as

chauffeur to a chair, while Finn soon returned to them

off the part of the

quick and decisive, smooth as silk and without a moment's

wiped the blood off the lacerations, presenting its gruesome

back. It was a bloody

do this,” the chauffeur said

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

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

paused

coming to his senses, and quickly pulled out a swab to clean

bleeding,” Irene then told

over the chauffeur's back, while Irene stitched the laceration on the chauffeur's

local anesthetics here instead of general anesthetics.” "It's

lrene knew that he had done his best-he was one against many in a brawl, and it was already impressive that he lasted

Irene said as she cut off the stitching