The Runaway Groom

Chapter 427

Neither of the two men spoke, and they started to search her.

Irene moved out of their reach. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Both men leered at her pretty face, unfriendly ideas occurring to them right then. “Searching for trackers.”

Irene shook her head right then. “I don’t have anything of the sort.”

“That’s not up to you to decide, we’ll only believe you after we search you and find nothing,” they said, though they seemed eager to cop a feel while they did.

Irene kept backing away. “I said I don’t have anything of the sort-”

“You should listen if you want your mother and baby to be safe from harm,” another voice said just then.

Irene turned to find lan looking at her in amusement from within a silver sedan, having wound down his window.

She was left clenching her fist at his threat, but had to stay calm in appearance.

“I promise you that I didn’t bring any trackers, and aren’t I your relative? Having men grope my body will be an insult to you and your family. And are you sure they won’t run around telling everyone that they molested lan Jefferson’s cousin–in–law?”

but said, “You’re Isaac’s wife. He’s going to

all Jeffersons. Don’t you think you’d

over here.” lan suddenly

but did

by his car, lan studied her from head to toe, and said casually, “Not bad. I guess

he said, “Get

think you are taking me?”

with an elaborate plan for this very day, and you

with you, but

Anything else can wait–patience is a

fell. His malice was almost tangible, but she got into his

don’t have a tracker,

to protest. “I don’t-”

you want me to search you? I wouldn’t mind, though you can’t complain when I touch you where you

her phone at him, knowing that he was either going to

rather do it herself than be

saw that the tracking function was turned on either, as if he had expected that from the start. He simply handed it to one of the two men outside and said, “Take this and keep heading south.”

sir,” the man said and left with Irene’s