The Runaway Groom

Chapter 737

However, Zachary wobbled in front of her before dropping to the floor with a thud.

Left dumbfounded, Irene promptly dropped to a crouch to check on him the next instant.

However, she found Zachary winking at her away from the others' gazes.

Irene was speechless. He was pretending? Why?

While she was still confused, the bald man beckoned for his thugs to leave. Zachary quickly tugged on her sleeve and mouthed, "Com-pen-sa-tion." Irene realized with a start and sprang to her feet. "Stop! Are you trying to leave just like that after you caused injury?"

The bald man wheeled on her with a vicious glare. "Are you trying to swindle me?!"

"No, but he's unconscious and needs the hospital. You have to foot his bill," Irene said.

The bald man strode toward her right then, but Isaac stepped in between, his presence calm but intimidating. "What do you think you are doing?"

"She's trying to swindle me."

they went, since they did not hit Zachary anywhere else aside from the face,

insisting that Zachary was hurt. "He's already unconscious.

and he pointed at her. "Don't fuck with

finish, while Irene did a double

grabbed the bald man's index finger and

bone

frowned, while the bald

barked at his

thugs had been staring at their phones, having

lay a finger on a man as rich as powerful as

this got out, said record might surface, and they would lose way more than what they would

of them would want

we just bail?" someone

if we do, and

"Then, what?"

and he was down on the

still snapping at his thugs, "You pigs! I

the pressure and snuck up to him, whispering, "You really should return the check, boss-that's Isaac Jefferson, and he'll come for us if he knows the painting is