The Runaway Groom

Chapter 679

Ricky Spencer told her, "Waking you is my job."

Irene frowned, speechless.

Ricky had come the other day, apologizing for letting his anger get to him. He said that he should have taken her job offer and was willing to take it if he was given a second chance...

But it turned out that this is his job?

Amused, Irene said, 'Isaac arranged for this? Waking me is your job now?"

"Mr. Jefferson also asked me to take you to the wedding hall. The decorations are mostly in place, so you may see if it's to your liking. Also, your schedule for the day is adjustable-1 merely decided on my own to wake you at this hour, though that's more your fault for being a sleepyhead."

Irene gave him a look. "Mr. Jefferson...?"

"He’s my boss from now on, so that's how I'm supposed to address him," Ricky said. "I'd rather not be given privilege or look like I got the job through my connections, since people would doubt my ability. Either way, this will be the start of my illustrious career."

Irene thought she should review her opinion of him just then. "Well, understanding that means you're all grown up now."

Ricky rolled his eyes. "I'm already an adult. Now, get up—I'll be waiting downstairs."

"Got it." Irene stretched, and washed up before heading downstairs.

When Mrs. Watson saw him, she said, "I tried to stop him."

"I

of food before heading out with Ricky, who

Cloud City and the venue of the

at the entrance and threw the keys to the valet to park the car in the basement, since they were

avoid congestion on the day

mentioned that there would be press coverage, as he agreed to let

wedding hall with Ricky in tow, she was left stupefied by

200 tables, accommodating

also an elegant milky white, and there was an exquisite yet serene

them, but he greeted her in

"Ms. Spencer, I presume?"

Irene nodded.

would come to check on the venue, and he gestured for someone to turn

not brighten the hall, but instead left it dimmer-the warm yellow and orange red lights had been

reached the nostrils directly, and one could envision themselves lying in a flowerbed

anything you find dissatisfactory,"

"No. I think this

turn, feeling pride toward

after a tour. 'We can go

to like it too. "I would like to marry Lulu

her tracks and wheeled on