The Runaway Groom By Hauling Treasures Chapter 427


    Chapter 427


    Neither of the two men spoke, and they started to search her.


    Irene moved out of their reach. “What do you think you’re doing?”


    Both men leered at her pretty face, unfriendly ideas urring to them right then. “Searching for


    trackers.”


    Irene shook her head right then. “I don’t have anything of the sort.”


    “That’s not up to you to decide, we’ll only believe you after we search you and find nothing,” they said,


    though they seemed eager to cop a feel while they did.


    Irene kept backing away. “I said I don’t have anything of the sort-”


    “You should listen if you want your mother and baby to be safe from harm,” another voice said just


    then.


    Irene turned to findn looking at her in amusement from within a silver sedan, having wound down his


    window.


    She was left clenching her fist at his threat, but had to stay calm in appearance.


    “I promise you that I didn’t bring any trackers, and aren’t I your rtive? Having men grope my body


    will be an insult to you and your family. And are you sure they won’t run around telling everyone that


    they molestedn Jefferson’s cousin–inw?”


    “We’re all Jeffersons. Don’t you think you’d get caught in it?” Irene countered.


    “Get over here.”n suddenly beckoned.


    Irene hesitated for a moment, but did so eventually–she had no choice anyway.


    As she stood by his car,n studied her from head to toe, and said casually, “Not bad. I guess that’s


    why Isaac cares so much about you.”


    Opening the door, he said, “Get in.”


    Irene refused. “Where do you think you are taking me?”


    “Did you think this is over already?”nughed. “I spent so much timeing up with an borate


    n for this very day, and you expect me to let you off already?”


    “Fine, I’lle with you, but my mother and child-”


    “Get in. Anything else can wait–patience is a virtue.”n grinned.


    aa


    Irene’s face fell. His malice was almost tangible, but she got into his car anyway–she had to, for the


    sake


    of her child and mother.


    After she got in, however,n extended a hand and said, “You don’t have a tracker, but your phone has


    a tracking function, right? Give it to me.”


    Irene started to protest. “I don’t-”


    “Do you want me to search you? I wouldn’t mind, though you can’tin when I touch you where


    you don’t like…”


    “Here.” Irene simply threw her phone at him, knowing that he was either going to resort to force or


    some


    humiliating way to make her give it up.


    Having no choice, she would rather do it herself than be humiliated.


    “Yes, sir,” the man said and left with Irene’s phone.


    Turning back to Irene,n asked, “I wonder if the person tracking you would realize that?’


    Irene could only pray that James did, even asn keptughing, “I knew it–everything goes smoothly


    for me once Isaac is gone. All my patience for this moment was worth it.”


    He had certainly waited for Isaac to leave before making his move, and it paid off in spades.


    No matter howpetent Isaac’sp dogs were, they only amounted to that much without him around.


    “Drive,” he told his chauffeur.


    “You already have me,” Irene said then. “I won’t run away. Can you release my mother and child


    already?” “When did I ever say I was going to do that?”n asked in return.


    Irene bellowed, “You’re a liar!”


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    “So what if I am? What can you do about it? Hmm?”n asked smugly.


    Irene leveled her eyes squarely onn’s right temple even as her hand balled into a fist.


    She then moved so quicklyn did not even have time to react!


    “What-”


    <pn felt something pressing against his skin!