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 when he saw

to greet her when he saw her help a bleeding

"He needs help,” Irene said. "Get

and quickly left to do as

chair, while Finn soon returned to them with a first

and cut off the part of the chauffeur's clothes from which he was

was quick and decisive, smooth as silk and without

soon wiped the blood off the lacerations, presenting its

a deep, long gash over the chauffeur's back. It was a

let him do this,”

him a look. ‘It doesn't matter-you're

medical care. Why

she spoke, she never paused until she said, "Help me

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

the bleeding,” Irene

gash over the chauffeur's back, while Irene stitched the

laceration. "Sorry, we only have local anesthetics

best-he was one against many in a brawl, and it was

she cut off the stitching and moved on to the deep