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The Runaway Groom

Chapter 284
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Chapter 284

Irene was still unconscious. Ricky had tied her to a pillar, and there was a bomb tethered to her waist.

Isaac glowered when he saw that.

Ricky then showed up with a detonator in one hand, while holding his phone out at Isaac with the other. “Tell me,

how did you murder my mother?”

“I didn’t,” Isaac replied.

“I really doubt that,” Ricky laughed coolly. “Why were you there where she died if you didn’t? Am I that young and

gullible to you?”

“You’re young?” Isaac cast him a sideways glance. “Though you’re simply immature.”

Ricky growled in annoyance. “That doesn’t matter. The point is right now, what I say goes.’

Isaac did not appear upset. “Of course, though I really want to ask: is my being there proof enough that I did it?”

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“Of course,” Ricky replied.

Isaac was on the verge of flipping out at Ricky’s sense of logic. “I was sent a text. That’s why I was there-check my

phone if you don’t believe it.”

Isaac held it out to Ricky, but Ricky could not reach for it since one of his arms had yet to heal, while both hands

were already busy with the detonator and his own phone. “You must be tricking me.”

That was when Irene suddenly woke up, having realized that he never believed her.

‘Ricky! You have to believe me-Isaac and I didn’t do anything to Samantha. We would’ve killed her in prison if we

wanted to, instead of getting her out of prison first! Wouldn’t that just complicate matters?”

Irene tried to reason with Ricky, convinced that someone was using him in his grieving state, since it was his mother

they were talking about!

However, while Ricky could not refute Irene’s words, he shook his head. “It has to be Isaac.”

Irene was left fuming. How could he be so stubborn?

Still, she kept trying to persuade him. “It’s obvious someone is using you against Isaac, Ricky! Don’t be stupid!”

Ricky was actually a little shaken then, since he could not refute what both Irene and Isaac said.

“Ricky, I promise we’ll find out who killed Samantha, and bring them to justice,” Irene promised. That left Ricky in

confusion.

He had been in so much grief when he found out that Samantha was dead. When he received that video showing

Isaac at the location where she died, along with the text claiming that he had reason to do it, his earlier suspicion

and anger toward Isaac for beating him up all erupted at once, and he easily bought the lie.

Now that he calmed down and thought about it, it appeared that someone had been framing it so that he would

think that way, and then used him like a tool.

Like Irene had said, they could have hurt his mother in prison if they wanted to, instead of extracting her out of

prison first. Doing it otherwise was illogical, though there was only one reason for doing that-the culprit wanted to

utilize his mother’s control over him.

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Still, Ricky did not give in right away despite coming to a realization.

In fact, he was even more staunch now, and growled viciously, “I don’t believe you. Don’t try to brainwash me-I

won’t fall for it. I know very well that you’re different from my mom, Irene, but you’re not so saintly that you

wouldn’t hold a grudge after all my mother did to you. That’s why I’m sure you had a hand in my mother’s death,

and I’ll have my revenge!”

As he lifted his finger over his detonator, looking like he would press it soon, Irene’s eyes widened in disbelief-not

because Ricky would blow her up, but instead, because he never trusted her.

“Ricky-”

“Stop! I don’t want to hear any of that!” Ricky snapped, cutting her short while turning toward Isaac. “You love her,

don’t you?”

Irene turned toward Isaac right then, as if Ricky’s words were odd for the situation… or because she had never

expected him to say that.

Isaac was staring at her.