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

her when he saw her help a bleeding man

help,” Irene said. "Get the

to

her chauffeur to a chair, while Finn soon returned to them with a first aid kit and

out the scissors and cut off the part of the chauffeur's clothes from which

quick and decisive, smooth

alcohol swabs and antiseptic, she soon wiped the blood off the

over the chauffeur's back.

do this,” the chauffeur

doesn't matter-you're a

to medical care. Why

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

coming to his senses, and quickly

Irene then

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

"Sorry, we only have local anesthetics here instead

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

strength,” Irene said as she cut off the stitching and moved on