The Runaway Groom

Chapter 752

Not seeing Erin anywhere, James asked urgently, "Where is she?!"

Irene was helping the chauffeur and her face was pale despite taking a moment to compose herself. "They took her. You have to find them! Quick!"

James whipped out his phone, asking, "What car was it? Do you remember the plate number?" "It's a black MPV, but it doesn't have plates, and there are cameras."

She pointed nearby at one.

That being said, the car looked brand-new. They must have planned to use it for the crime from the start.

"I've called the cops. They might be able to help by tapping in the cameras to locate the MPV. It'd make things faster."

Veins were bulging over the back of James's hand as he clenched on his phone. "Yeah." ’I'm sorry," Irene said. "She was taken because of me." "No. You didn't ask for this," James replied.

His call got through then, and while he spoke into it, Irene helped her chauffeur to Hotmesh Research, since he was bleeding from several lacerations and Hotmesh was the closest.

Finn Crowe was leaving work when he saw Irene.

he saw her

help," Irene said. "Get the tools

and quickly left to do as

chair, while Finn soon returned to them with a first aid kit and opened it

the part of the chauffeur's clothes from which

smooth as silk and without

swabs and antiseptic, she soon wiped the

chauffeur's back. It was a bloody sight, with

do

shot him a look. ‘It doesn't matter-you're a patient and I'm a

gender was no concern when it came to medical care. Why worry

she spoke, she never paused

take before coming to his senses, and quickly pulled out a swab to clean his

bleeding," Irene then told

on the deep gash over the chauffeur's

the bleeding lessened, she mixed up an anesthetic and injected it over the laceration. "Sorry, we only have local anesthetics here instead of general anesthetics." "It's fine," the

best-he was one against many in a brawl, and it was already impressive that he lasted