The Runaway Groom

Chapter 468

The sight of the cocksure woman before them left James furrowing his brow.

There was no escaping her!

"Stalker," he growled impatiently.

"Lapdog," Erin Gooding shot back right away.

James was left speechless—he remembered that she had been raised here in Minerva, but she would actually know the Zidonian word for lapdog'?

She was surprisingly fluent...

Nonetheless, Erin seemed to have read James's mind and she said, "I may be raised here, but my mom and dad are Zidonian. Is it that weird that I know the language?"

She was watching Isaac's face as she mentioned 'mom', but there was only impatience in his cold visage.

Erin's lips twitched. "Hey, I'm your half-sister. Why the long face? Does someone owe you money? I know you don't want me around, and I don't mind not showing up... All you have to do is tell me where our mother is buried-'

Isaac strode off before she could finish, and James stopped her when she tried to follow. "You're a lady. You can afford to act a little more reserved."

It was as if James had touched a nerve and Erin flipped out right away.

all you

James was speechless.

"You're crazy."

never met a woman who could be as tactless as

grabbing James by the arm,

snapped, "Let go, or I would have

and simply said,

"You little-"

what?!" Erin reared her head to meet his gaze, looking pompous just like a spoiled,

her, James started to pry her hands off and

Jefferson again," he warned as he strode

darted

when he saw that it was Erin,

outside once and

drove off, James panicked.

had lost

latched herself to James,

released James then. "Hehe. Guess someone was

left

of his pants and saw beneath that she left rather deep bite marks

twitching,