The Runaway Groom
Chapter 963

"Well, since Hector killed lan, he spared James the trouble!" Zachary exclaimed, suddenly finding Hector a pushover. “That's one concern less on our list! And that means it's Hector who knows about the castle, not that gang who's after us.”

That gang was definitely the worst of the two!

"Find out where he is now," Isaac told Zachary—Hector remained a time bomb that could inflict serious damage unless they removed him from the equation.

Who knew when he would jump out at them, catching them off guard? Zachary nodded.

"He's in hiding—even James had trouble tracking him down earlier," he said, though his tone soon changed. "But that doesn't mean he's gone without a chase, especially now that he made a move. There must be clues somewhere."

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"Right away," Zachary replied, and he turned to see Irene walking toward them.

"The leg wasn't James's?" she asked—she heard them talking about it but just wanted to confirm it.

Zachary nodded. “It's lan's.”

Irene heaved a sigh of relief. Thank goodness!

Isaac's phone rang just then—he had changed to a new phone since he returned, but kept to his old number and used the same phone model.

He knew where to swipe and answer, and once he did that, he put the phone beside his ear.

The others did not know what was spoken on the other end, but Isaac's reaction changed before he eventually turned calm again. "Understood."

And with that single word, he hung up.

Irene asked, "Was that news on James?"

"No," Isaac replied. "But I have to leave."

Irene was naturally worried. "I'll come with you—"

Isaac cut her short before she could finish. "You're still hurt. Stay home and rest—I'll be fine going with Stan."

"Okay, but you should take Eagle," Irene insisted.

"No. The more people guarding this house, the better," Isaac replied. “You don't have to worry—I'll have Stan arrange for more bodyguards with me and at home."

This was a dangerous time, and they had to be careful!

Irene had more to say, and Isaac beat her to it again. "I'll only have ease of mind if you take care of things at home."

"But your eyes..."

"The people I asked to help are important people,” Isaac replied. “I'm friends with them, and I'll stop by the doctor's when I have the time." Irene could not say anything to that.

When Erin heard that Isaac was going out, she was certain that he left for James and she suggested, "Let me come with you. I can take care of you since you can't see—you know Stan can get a little clumsy with his fat fingers and all, and he's not that good with taking care of others anyway. I'm way more attentive than him."

Stan was speechless.

Him, clumsy? How dare she!

He lowered his gaze to his hands and spread his fingers.

They were appropriately slim, and he even had fair, delicate skin!

At the same time, Isaac did not respond, so Erin turned toward Irene with a pleading look.

Irene shook her head—she would not ask for something like this lightly. She did not know what Isaac would be doing, and things were definitely a mess at the moment.

“I don't care," Erin said then, clearly having made up her mind. "I'll follow you even if you refuse.”

She would not give up even if they forbade her from going.

"Fine," Isaac said, relenting.

It was better to keep an eye on her directly, since otherwise she would follow them in secret.

“Let's go! Dear brother, I'll take good care of you!" Erin exclaimed sweetly and fawningly, shoving Stan out of the way as she would be Isaac's eyes now.

Isaac frowned ever so slightly.

That was when Irene suddenly said, "Wait."

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