The Runaway Groom

Chapter 750

Erin Gooding poked her head into the door, and sensing that she had been intruding, she apologized.

"Sorry. I was looking for..."

She turned toward Irene, who caught the look and glanced at the time.

"Ten minutes," she said.

Erin nodded in response and closed the door, standing outside as she waited.

Soon, people filed out of the meeting room, with Irene the last to exit, carrying stacks of papers in her arms.

"Is something up?" Irene asked.

Erin nodded, so she said, "Let me return these to my office first."

Erin waited once more as she did, and once Irene stepped out this time, she came up to Irene with a smile. "James called me, telling me to pick the date. I think I should return to Minerva to tell my father too." "As you should." Irene agreed-getting married was a big deal, and Erin should tell her father about it.

huh? You must not have had dinner since that meeting lasted for a

agreed to it since she did not want to disappoint Erin. "Sure!" "I know this place that has sweetened lamb racks, and it's

that craving sour food means it's a boy, while spicy food means it's a girl... Does that mean my baby would be something else?" "Don't

anyway. Like everyone else,

does that mean we can have her betrothed to

hoping my sons had an aunt," Irene said, though she

was a good person, and having her as a sister

an aunt also made it more

sons can pamper my daughter ... Actually, you should have more sons, so she would be pampered even more." "...Or you can just

Irene pursed her lips.

to do it, with the first being that her body would not allow it,

there was still the lingering trauma from the mess with

"Where's the restaurant? Are we

opposite the road. "It's just

to a halt in front of them, and

shielded Erin behind