The Runaway Groom
Chapter 472

Chapter 472

James's eyes widened, and his face soon contorted and flushed in anger.

"Erin Gooding! What do you think you're doing?!1’

Erin was sitting on a chair nearby, leisurely eating some Shine Muscat while glancing at him sideways. "What's all the fuss for? It's just your clothes. You still have your underwear on, but don't expect it to stay that way if you don't cooperate.”

James was speechless.

What was she playing at?!

“Let me go right now!" he snapped.

Erin, however, was not afraid at all, and allowed him to fume as much as he wanted, even blinking her eyes innocently at him. "You're all tied up. I can leave you here to starve you to death, but you're still ordering me around? Are you really sober?"

James could not say anything against that.

He did not want to admit it, but it was harsh reality.

As such, he restrained himself and flashed a fawning smile, “Erin, darling? Seeing that I'm a good friend of your brother, could you show your magnanimity and let me go?"

"Sure." Erin somehow agreed to it easily.

James was naturally delighted. "Alright, then untie me, please?"

Erin walked up to his bed, but suddenly stopped at the edge, watching him as she asked, "Where was my mother buried?"

James paused for a moment, but said, "I don't know.”

"Nope," Erin doubted that. "You're Isaac Jefferson's lapdog-there's no way you wouldn't know. And don't think you can trick me either." James did not know what to say just then, and wondered how that little brat grew to be so smart.

"Ask your brother if you like, but I don't know," James insisted-he knew that he should not admit it even if he knew, or she would bother him to no end.

“In that case, I can't help you." Erin shrugged and clapped her hands. The door then swung open, and three burly tattooed men entered. They were all Minervans, and appeared thuggish too.

Despite sensing danger right then, James tried to stay calm as he asked,’ What are you doing, Erin?"

“These are my friends. They have acquired a taste for good-looking men, especially Zidonians. So I'm offering you to them-don't worry, they will give you some proper lovin'." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She deliberately emphasized on that last part to highlight the importance.

James was speechless.

She looked young, even harmless and innocent... And yet!

He inhaled deeply to repress his rage, and said, "Tell them to leave us, and I'll tell you."

Seeing that she was getting what she wanted, she gave the men a look, and they left the room.

"Now release me. I'll take you there myself," James continued.

Erin grinned. "You just have to tell me where it is—1'11 go there on my own. And we didn't have to go through all this if you told me sooner, y'know?"

She was certainly naive to believe him so easily.

James restrained himself even as she moved to release him.

“Fine. It's in Cloud City, and it's near-"

That was when he felt his shackle loosen, and he quickly leaped to his feet and freed himself.

Erin was still blinking innocently. "There. You're free. Now tell me." "Dream on!" James was almost blowing up.

Erin finally realized then. "You tricked me!"

"Of course! You're as dumb as a pig!" James said as he put on his clothes, while rebuking her, “You're a girl, so stop hanging out with the wrong crowd. I mean, just look at those goons-what on earth is their deal?"

Erin's cheeks were puffed from frustration, her eyes bulging. "I'll kill you, James Cross!"

With that, she lunged at him, but he was prepared and simply sidestepped her.

Erin tripped on the bed and dropped on top of it.

Her fingers clenched over the bed sheets, and she growled in frustration.’ Grr..."

James pulled up his pants and gave her a look. "You're still too young to play with me, kiddo."

He opened the door smugly while Erin was left gritting her teeth, only to see the men standing outside and taking one step back in reflex.

He gulped.

"S-Stay back!"

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