The Runaway Groom

Chapter 472

James's eyes widened, and his face soon contorted and flushed in anger.

"Erin Gooding! What do you think you're doing?!1’

Erin was sitting on a chair nearby, leisurely eating some Shine Muscat while glancing at him sideways. "What's all the fuss for? It's just your clothes. You still have your underwear on, but don't expect it to stay that way if you don't cooperate."

James was speechless.

What was she playing at?!

"Let me go right now!" he snapped.

Erin, however, was not afraid at all, and allowed him to fume as much as he wanted, even blinking her eyes innocently at him. "You're all tied up. I can leave you here to starve you to death, but you're still ordering me around? Are you really sober?"

James could not say anything against that.

He did not want to admit it, but it was harsh reality.

As such, he restrained himself and flashed a fawning smile, "Erin, darling? Seeing that I'm a good friend of your brother, could you show your magnanimity and let me go?"

"Sure." Erin somehow agreed to it easily.

naturally delighted. "Alright, then

his bed, but suddenly stopped at the edge, watching him as she asked,

moment, but said,

doubted that. "You're Isaac Jefferson's lapdog-there's no way you wouldn't know. And don't think you

did not know what to say just then, and wondered how that little brat grew to

if you like, but I don't know," James insisted-he knew that he should not admit it even if he

can't help you." Erin shrugged

door then swung open, and three burly tattooed

Minervans, and appeared thuggish

James tried to stay calm as he asked,' What

Zidonians. So I'm

that last part to highlight the

James was speechless.

looked young, even harmless and innocent... And

his rage, and said,

getting what she wanted, she gave the men a look, and they

take you there

own. And we didn't have to go through all this if you

certainly naive to believe him so

himself even as she

It's in Cloud City,