The Runaway Groom
Chapter 437

Chapter 437

While Stephen was too nervous to speak, the hospital chief gave him a look that said he knew everything, and rebuked him from the very start, “What do you take this hospital home for, your backyard? A place where you can do anything you like?!"

He had been lenient toward Stephen after the drama with Mick Gooding before, but warned him that nothing like that could be allowed to happen again.

This time, Stephen was caught abusing his authority again to help Irene.

Even if it was the right thing to do, he was committing a serious crime by helping her fake her death, even using someone else’s body in replacement!

“I'm sorry..."

“I don't need apologies. I'm not playing along this time. I'll send someone to inform-"

“Sir.” Irene got to her feet despite much difficulty.

Stephen moved up to help her stand. “You're still hurt...”

Even so, Irene kept her eyes fixed on the hospital chief. “I asked him to help me. Blame me if you want, but I hope I have your forgiveness this one time.”

The chief frowned even as he stared at Irene’s face. It would not be a far cry to compare her to Helen of Troy before, but now...

“Your face...”

“It isn't serious,” Irene replied. “I may be disfigured, but I'm alive. Sir, could you please let it go this one time? Seeing that I've never made mistakes since I started working here, and have always given it my all?” The hospital chief actually felt guilty as he watched her face, and eventually heaved a lengthy sigh. “Fine, pretend I was never here and that I don’t know a thing. But this must be the last time this happens, or both of you are out of there!”

While his tone and words were stern, he actually did not press the tissue and turned to leave the room.

Stephen heaved a long sigh after he was gone. “Thank goodness he spared us.”

“Sorry for bringing you into this,” Irene said guiltily.

“It's just a little tit for tat. I've caused so much trouble for you before, haven't I? You really saved me with Mick,” Stephen told her.

Irene tried to smile, but it stung as she tried to move her burned cheek. “Alright, just rest for now, and don't say a word. I'll transport you away from this hospital tonight.”

Irene nodded, still feeling guilty toward Stephen as if she was exploiting him.

She did not help Mick because of Stephen—instead, it was because of Yvaine's letter to her.

But none of that mattered now, since it was all in the past.

She slowly lay down again and closed her eyes.

James was not at all knowledgeable about anything in the country since he had been working abroad for years. Naturally, he had to ask Stan for help to find a place which satisfied Isaac's request. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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Naturally, Stan found a place soon enough since his time spent working domestically was not for nothing.

There was a castle formerly owned by a late millionaire built halfway up a mountain, and his son had been trying to sell it since his passing because he hated it.

However, no one bought it since it was too expensive.

Even James raised an eyebrow as he stared at it. “A 30 million dollar castle to keep one body? Extravagant, don't you think?”

Stan rolled his eyes. “Which is more important, money, or getting Mr. Jefferson over Irene Spencer's death?”

“Of course the latter, but do you really think keeping the corpse counts as getting over it?"

James was skeptical, even as Stan came to a realization.

“Well, stuff like this takes time,” he argued. “Anyway, I've already done what you suggested-there’s a tracking microchip in lan Jefferson's body now. However, there was an obvious incision made, so I think we should keep him unconscious a little longer before we carry out our plan.”

“Can't help it then. Let's wait,” James shrugged, and his tone suddenly changed, “I'll talk to Mr. Jefferson. now, though I might need your help again to acquire a freezer...”

“Don’t worry. Just leave it to me.” Stan thought nothing of it.

"Make it fast, too.”

Stan simply gave him an “ok’ gesture, and James quickly returned to the hospital.

However, he could not find Isaac in the operating room, even though Irene’s body was still there.

He was puzzled—-where could Isaac have gone?

Still, just as he stepped out and was about to go on a search, he saw Isaac walking toward him from the other end of the walkway.

And he was not alone. There was another man carrying a box...

Who was he?!

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