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

James was speechless.

"You're crazy."

who could be as tactless as her, especially in

James by the arm, bent on

irked, and he snapped, "Let

that and

"You little-"

her head to meet his gaze, looking pompous just

to stand her, James started to pry her

again," he warned

his shoving, Erin grumpily darted forward, threw her arms around his waist,

but did not try to hit her when he saw that it was Erin, and had to resort to words

once

off, James panicked. "Uh, Mr. Jefferson?

had lost

to James, he simply left James

"Hehe. Guess someone was

was left speechless

beneath that she left rather

twitching, he growled,