The Runaway Groom

Chapter 133

Sheryl then asked casually, “When will you be done over there and come over?”

“Soon,” Irene said after thinking about how things were, before asking hesitantly, “Mom, have you considered coming back instead?”

“Why?” Sheryl asked.

Irene wanted her to meet Lionel Spencer, since he would not survive for long.

“Who knows, we could actually stay in Cloud City…”

“Sunny City is quite good,” Sheryl retorted just then.

In fact, she was getting used to life over here-she had no problems, and just had to help babysit Tommy.

Irene did not try to push her, and made up her mind to talk to her about Lionel once they met.

After asking more questions about Tommy, she eventually ended the call and headed downstairs-she was feeling a little hungry.

She found a cake in the fridge and had a spoonful. The texture was soft and had a buttery sweetness, with a fruity later in between.

That was when the doorbell rang.

Mrs. Watson was not around, so she put the cake on the table and answered the door, when she was left stunned by the visitor-it was Samantha White.

Scowling, she asked, “What are you doing here?”

Samantha cried the instant she saw her, “Your dad is dying soon, Irene! He wants to see you one last time, but I don’t have your number-I had to come looking for you!”

Caught in shock and disbelief, Irene felt as if she had a bucket of ice water thrown over her. “S- So soon?!”

But Dr. Kelly said that he would have more time.

“Yes, he just suddenly

“Samantha started bawling.

Irene quickly went looking for the chauffeur, but he was not around.

“I brought my car,” Samantha said. “Your father can’t wait. There’s no time.”

Irene was too worried to think straight, and hastily put on a jacket and shoes before running outside: “Let’s go.”

Smaantha, however, was smiling smugly as she watched her, though she made herself look worried once again as she drove, even crying, “The doctors were saying that he still had time, but he suddenly deteriorated…”

Irene clenched her fingers to stay calm. “Eyes on the road.”

“Don’t worry about me,” Samantha replied as she drove out into the road.

There were less cars since it was late, and as Irene stared outside the window, she soon

realized that this was not the right way to the hospital. “Didn’t you miss a turn?”

Samantha replied, “I’m just taking a shortcut.”

“I know the shortcuts from the mansion to the hospital, and this isn’t one-in fact, we’re going on a detour. What are you doing? Where are you taking me?” This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Samantha calmly replied, “To see your father, of course.”

“You’re lying!” Irene finally realized that something was out of place.

“Now, tell me the truth-what’s going on between you and your father?” Samantha’s tearful face was suddenly replaced by a murderous look.

Irene narrowed her eyes, “So, you were lying? My father is fine?”

“Hah! Of course he is-but I can’t say the same for you soon. Once you’re dead, Ricky will inherit everything!” Samantha replied icily.

She had noticed that Lionel spoke to his lawyer behind his back, and she had a hunch that it was about his inheritance.

The lawyer was loyal, so Samantha could not get anything out of him-but there was that moment when Irene was suddenly nice to Lionel, even thanking him.

It was obvious that they were sharing a secret.

That was why Samantha must be… cautious.

Irene could not believe it. “You’re going to kill me?”