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The Runaway Groom

Chapter 957
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Chapter 957

Irene was left stumped.

She stammered a little before saying, "The place he went to was remote and has poor cell signals..."

"He wouldn't let that stop him," Erin said, her eyes almost ablaze as she held Irene's gaze. ‘I hope you're not hiding

anything from me, Irene."

Irene was afraid to look Erin in the eye just then-she could not do it while lying to those exceedingly sharp eyes.

"Why would I lie to you?” Irene said.

"But why did you bring me out here? To persuade me to go home?"

Irene quickly denied it. "Of course not. You just came, so of course I'd like you to stay a few more days... but you

can't stay because of work, right?"

"I applied for an extended leave," Erin replied.

Irene was stumped.

Erin was not so easily fooled. What should she do?

Irene certainly did not know what to do just then.

To make things worse, Erin suddenly said, "Let's go. Once we're done shopping, we can head to your place."

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And with that, Irene could not tell her to return to Minerva at all!

If Erin headed to the castle and saw Isaac's eyes, she would be able to tell that something was wrong!

In fact, she already did!

Still, Irene had no choice but to play along, following Erin while looking like her soul had left her.

Erin sensed that and smiled. "What's on your mind, Irene? You look so distracted."

Irene sighed. "Didn't you check out the news?"

"I've been busy," Erin replied. ’We just finished an important project, which was why the higher-ups allowed me to

take leave."

In fact, she had been working overtime until midnight and drove to work before sunrise.

She had no time at all to check out the news.

As such, Irene told her, "Isaac's plane to Franconia crashed..."

Erin became flustered right then. "Is he alright?"

Irene nodded. "He's fine, but his eyes were injured. It caused a huge mess, so James had to leave to deal with the

cleanup. We didn't want to tell you in case we'd worry you, and James was probably concerned he could not tell you

if you asked, so he decided to cut off contact entirely."

Erin was skeptical. "Really?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Irene said. ’’Just come home with me later and you'll understand."

Since there was no way she could send Erin home, she just had to bring Erin to the castle.

Erin stopped walking right then. "We should go to your place, then."

When Irene turned to look at her, she said anxiously, "I didn't know something so bad happened to Isaac. I really

am a bad sister... I would like to check on him sooner."

"He's much better now," Irene assured Erin.

"But you just said his eyes were injured. To what extent?"

Irene was quiet for a moment. "The doctor said that it's treatable."

Erin remained worried and pulled Irene along, "Let's go."

The motion pulled on Irene's injury as well, and she scowled in pain.

"What's wrong?" Erin asked when she noticed her reaction.

"My hand is sore,’ Irene said, hastily coming up with an excuse.

Erin loosened her grip on Irene but did not let Irene go.

With that, they hurried home to check on Isaac, with Irene having no choice but to follow since she could not stop

Erin.

Erin kept urging the chauffeur to hurry along the way even though he was already going very fast.

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"Calm down," Irene told Erin.

"This is very serious," Erin retorted. "How can I calm down?"

Irene said nothing to that, since Erin was right.

No one could stay calm after going through something so terrible!

Soon, their car stopped outside the castle.

"This is where you're staying?" Erin asked, gaping.

"Yeah," Irene replied.

"Well, it beats your mansion in Zidonia, at least," Erin said.

"Yeah," Irene replied-the environment was certainly peaceful and quiet.

Just as they walked up the steps, they found Pierre glaring at two men before him and arguing, "There must be a

mistake. We never ordered that."

Irene walked up to them and asked, ’What is it?"

"They said they're delivering food ingredients," Pierre answered. "They said we ordered it, but we didn't."

Even before he finished, both men had run back to their car and were hightailing it.

Irene promptly sensed something fishy-this was not your ordinary delivery! She turned toward the box placed on

the ground right then!