The Runaway Groom

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The Runaway Groom Chapter 782

They opened the front doors to reveal a grand hall with a tall ceiling and two separate curved staircases on both

ends—just like the castles one would see in movies.

There were up to eight Franconian servants, standing in a row and adding to the classical presence the castle

carries.

“Mr.Jefferson,” Pierre greeted Isaac.

He was the butler, a tall and slender man dressed in a fine suit, and he appeared rather advanced in age.

Isaac introduced Irene.

“This is my wife.We will be staying here for a couple days.”

“Ma’am,” Pierre greeted her respectfully, while introducing the servants and what their job entailed.

“However, they would mostly stick to cleaning the building as it isn’t usually unoccupied.I’ll have them prepare your

room.”

As Irene nodded in understanding, he deftly directed the other servants to work, ebook since he knew best

what they were good at and what tasks they were best suited for.

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Naturally, the castle was kept flawlessly clean despite its size.

“I shall have a bath prepared for both of you, and dinner will be ready at seven.Would that be ideal?” Pierre asked.

“Sure,” Isaac replied and turned to Irene.

“Let’s go upstairs.” Irene nodded.

Soon, it became clear that Pierre knew the castle better than Isaac, and he was always waiting for new orders as

he brought them ona tour.

After all, Isaac might find something satisfying or that it needed improvement.

Most of the second floor was a guest area.

To the left was a huge rectangular room with stained glass windows, decorated with towering curtains.

Rows of single-seat couches were arranged tidily in a U-shape arrangement, with square tables separating each

couch.

The simplicity and the openness made it a good place for discussion and meetings.

There were also other visitor areas, along with the dining room and recreation rooms.

The bedrooms were on the third floor, and there were six of them, each having its own separate living area,

bathroom, wardrobe, balcony, and stained glass.

It was a drawback that the castle was too huge, and it was quite a trip if one needed to do anything.

In fact, Irene was tired before they finished the tour.

“Let’s stop here for the day.”

“Of course, ma’am.Do look around the basement and the first floor when you have the time,”no.vele.book Pierre

said before he left.

Throwing herself on a couch, Irene rubbed her neck and looked up at Isaac.

“It’s huge here, but don’t you think it’s not that ideal as a house?”

Smaller places seemed to retain a family’s warmth more, and even if they had everything they needed here, it just

felt a little cold.

“No.Our children need space to grow,” Isaac said.

There was also Mrs.Watson, Sheryl, their bodyguards, and their chauffeur—it would not feel that empty with so

many people around.

With the servants as well, it would feel even more homely.

It was only natural that it seemed quiet with the two of them.

“Just take a bath and rest for the night.I might be busy tomorrow.” Isaac said as he took off his jacket.

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Irene took it and hung it on the hanger, and unbuttoned his shirt too.

“You can get in first.” Isaac lowered his eyes, looking at her fair, dainty figures as he gently grasped them.

“What?”

Irene locked up to meet his eyes.

Isaac chuckled.

“You look the part of a wife right now.” Irene beamed.

“Just because I was helping you?”

Isaac wrapped an arm around her thin, soft waist and explained patiently with a serious look, “No…”

“I know,” she smiled.

“I was just teasing you.” Isaac pinched her cheek.

“You dare to tease me now? Cheeky.”

“I can’t let you bully me all the time,” Irene cooed.

“When did I ever bully you?” thhe asked as he leaned toward her, his eyes burning with passion and his voice deep

and alluring.

“But I feel like doing it right now…May I?”

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