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.

was about to greet her when he saw her help a bleeding man out of the

needs help," Irene said.

nodded, and quickly left to

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

off the part of

quick and decisive, smooth as silk and

swabs and antiseptic, she soon wiped the blood

deep, long gash over the chauffeur's back. It was a

let him do this," the chauffeur

a look. ‘It doesn't matter-you're a

it came to medical care. Why worry about

she spoke, she never paused until she said,

his senses, and

Irene then

the chauffeur's back, while Irene stitched the laceration on

have local anesthetics here instead of general anesthetics." "It's fine," the chauffeur, pausing for a moment before apologizing, "Sorry I couldn't save the

knew that he had done his best-he was one against many in a brawl, and it was already impressive