The Runaway Groom
Chapter 938

The clear, familiar voice left Irene's face falling.

She felt delight, excitement, and an indescribable urgency all at once. "Isaac?!"

Still, her voice soon became careful, "Isaac, is that you?"

"Yeah," he replied. "I'm fine over here."

Irene felt as if she was drained right then, and she had to lean limply against the wall beside her as she smiled with tears in her eyes.

Still, working hard to keep herself calm, she asked, "Where are you? I'll come to you right now."

Beside her, Zachary and Stan had leaned closer to listen to the conversation.

Isaac paused for a moment before saying, “I'm a little busy here. I just called so that you won't worry."

Irene frowned, but Isaac hung up before she could say anything else. Irene became flustered and quickly dialed the number!

The call got through, but it was hung up from the other end.

She was going to try again when Zachary caught her wrist. "Don't." "Why?" Irene asked.

“It's obvious Isaac is constrained at the moment," he said, breaking it down for her. "If he's free, he would directly tell us where he is instead of telling you not to worry. The point of calling you was mainly to tell you that he's fine."

Staring at Zachary blankly for a moment, Irene then nervously tugged on her own sleeve, her veins bulging over the back of her hand. "Does that mean... He's in danger?”

“Isaac is smart," Zachary assured her. "He might come up with a plan to escape.”

Irene, however, was still worried. "Can't we trace the call?"

"We can only do that while the call is still connected,” Zachary told her. “This is good news, and I'm sure he'll call again.”

Irene remained flustered. "What, so are we going to just do nothing, and wait?"

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Clapping Irene on the shoulder, he said, "Just calm down for now." Irene bit her lip in silence.

Thomas had come to trust Isaac, which was why he allowed Isaac to call Irene.

However, he was still worried that Isaac would say too much since they must never reveal their location. As such, he took back his phone before Isaac could finish.

Fortunately, Isaac was in no hurry, and he could also tell how wary Thomas was.

Knowing that, he must not push Thomas too far—his first step was to build a connection of trust with Thomas.

And since it was obvious now that Thomas was willing to trust him, he already achieved the best outcome possible.

"I'll get you out of here tomorrow," Thomas told Isaac then.

Even if he decided to trust Isaac, he could not let Isaac find out the location of their vineyard.

Luckily, Isaac could not see, and that relieved Thomas.

"Yeah," Isaac replied. "Thank you."

Thomas said nothing, let alone asked for Isaac's help.

In fact, he and Isaac understood each other tacitly, and Isaac could tell that he was under duress but would not say it, which was why Isaac did not ask.

However, when Thomas was prepared to send Isaac away the next day, his “employers’ arrived.

They would occasionally come to check on things, but they usually stopped just to take what they wanted.

Once that was done, they would let Thomas have a phone call with his son to ensure that his son was still fine.

Thomas hid Isaac in the cellar to make sure he was safe and told him to stay very quiet.

Isaac was cooperative, since he could not do anything in his state. The cellar was dank and stank of mud.

It was already covered, but he also picked up other scents that seemed to sting his nostrils and he had no idea what they were.

And since it was a cellar, it was very quiet.

It was after a long while before Thomas and Marie finally took him out of the cellar.

“Let's get you out of here,” Thomas said.

Isaac would be Killed if they found him hidden here, and Thomas himself would not fare better—not to mention that they still had his son. Naturally, Isaac wanted to leave as soon as he could!

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