The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 736

Irene frowned at the man's snappy voice.

"Who are you?"

"We're at Aerial Vision right now."

"What's that supposed to be?"

Those words only Irene left confused.

An unfamiliar voice and an unfamiliar address? She naturally would not go there recklessly!

"Let me go..."

A voice spoke from the other end then.

Irene frowned-it sounded a little like Zachary Slate. What was going on over there?

However, whether it was due to a bad signal or something else, things began to turn noisy and choppy over there.

Unable to hear anything, Irene hung up and alighted.

Isaac had reached home just then, and she stood there waiting for him to go in with her.

"Did you just come back?" Isaac asked as he walked up to her, giving her a gentle hug when she nodded.

Before they could enter, however, Irene's phone rang again.

She frowned as she answered, and Zachary soon spoke from the other end. "Irene, please help me..."

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Irene was confused, but asked tentatively, "Zachary?"

"Yeah, it's me... You have to hurry..."

"Alright..."

The call was cut off shortly after, and she only heard beeping.

"What is it?" Isaac asked-why was she frowning now?

"I think it's Zachary."

"You think?" Isaac did not get it.

Irene nodded. "I'm not sure, but I think it's him."

"Why would he call you?" Isaac growled, furrowing his brow just then- Zachary was bugging him to drink with him

yesterday.

What did Zachary want now?

Irene wondered if Zachary was in a bad mood because of Lulu Adams, and it sounded like something had happened

to him on the other end.

Looking up to Isaac, she asked, "Could you go with me? I'm worried."

Isaac pursed his lips, but he put a hand over her shoulder. "What could happen to him anyway? Let's go in already."

"I really think we should go," Irene said.

Isaac stared at her for a couple heartbeats before he eventually relented." Fine."

They both got into his car, and he asked, "Where is he?"

Irene thought about it for a moment. "Aerial Vision, I think it was."

Isaac had no idea where that was either, and turned on the navigator to find it.

They arrived around half an hour later.

Several men had subdued Zachary outside and there was bruising on his face-he had clearly been beaten up.

Irene and Isaac alighted then, and Zachary grinned when he saw them." Hello there."

"What is it this time?" Issac asked-it was as if there was no end to his mess.

"Nothing, really," Zachary chuckled, clearly in his right mind now.

"Who are you to him?" a bald man asked, stepping forward just then.

"His guarantor," Isaac said, cutting to the chase. "Just tell us what he did, and what it would take you to release

him."

Upon hearing Isaac's words, someone promptly showed Isaac a painting covered in puke, saying, "He came to our

art exhibition and threw up over one of our paintings. He definitely has to pay."

"How much?"

"Thirty grand," the bald man said.

"That painting is worth thirty grand? I can paint something better with my foot!" Zachary said, struggling but failing

to free himself. "Let me go already!"

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"You never learn, do you?" the bald man growled, shooting Zachary a warning look. "You'd better watch yourself!"

Even Irene told Zachary to stop talking for a moment, but Zachary refused." I'm just telling the truth! A piece of

crap like that is worth thirty grand? It's daylight robbery!"

Isaac shot him a glare right then, as if telling him that he was the one who messed up.

Zachary understood that and he pursed his lips in silence.

Moreover, since art was subjective and pricing was as well, Isaac wrote a check for thirty grand and handed it to

the bald man, not wanting to wrangle.

"It's not the work of anyone important," Irene whispered to Isaac just then.

Even art pieces varied in importance. Something that neither drew interest nor was the work of anyone important

would have zero demand, and was therefore of no value.

Isaac should not waste his money even if he was rich.

Isaac gave her an assuring look. "I'll handle it."

Irene believed that too, and stayed silent.

"Now let him go," Isaac said.

The bald man gestured for his boys to do so after getting the money.

With that, Zachary started to wobble toward Irene and Isaac, and there was no telling if he was hurt elsewhere

aside from the face.

"What happened here?" Irene asked.

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