The Runaway Groom novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135

Samantha was left in disbelief. “Cold, aren’t you? That’s your father, y’know?”

“My father? He used me like a tool. I was never his daughter!” Irene retorted as she feigned spite.

Samantha did not buy it, however. “Aren’t you quite close with him now?”

“Since when?” Irene shot back.

“Weren’t you two being very polite at the hospital the other day? You even thanked him after you got him a specialist’s help-you knew he’s dying soon, so you were trying to earn his favor and get a share of his estate, weren’t you?” Samantha exclaimed as if she had just gained an epiphany.

Irene did not bring her phone because she left in a hurry, and had no choice just then.

Her foot had just recovered, and she would really become cripple if she jumped!

Right now, she had to wait and see where Samantha was taking her, and then try to come up with a plan after that. Jumping out of the car was not a good plan!

Seeing that she was staying put, Samantha chuckled. “Now, that’s better.”

Irene laughed coldly.

Soon, Samantha stopped the car in the middle of nowhere, and two men stepped out of the thicket once she did. She had arranged for them to be there, even paying them since she knew that she could not handle Irene alone.

Smiling and knowing that she had won, she said, “Get out.”

Irene suddenly leaned forward, pulling her seatbelt and looping it around Samantha’s neck, threatening, “I’ll take you with me!”

Samantha paled. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“You think I wouldn’t? When you’re trying to kill me?” Irene started to clench.

Samantha was equally vicious. “You think you’re getting away if you kill me? A pretty face like you-what are your chances with those thugs?”

It was a coastal area, and one could hear the waves and smell the salt in the air.

Irene knew that it was difficult to fight them for freedom, and she had to do this smart to stand a chance.

Pretending to give in, she trained her sights on the tanned man since he looked skinny and weaker, offering her a better chance to escape. “Now, boys, let’s do this one by one-I’m not getting away now that you have me anyway.”

Smiling at the tanned man, she asked, “How about you first?”

The tanned man’s ears pricked up. Did he just get lucky? Why else would this woman choose him?

Why else would she let him go first?

Studying Irene indecently since he had never seen a beauty like her, he turned to the other man. “How about you let me go first?”

The other man was reasonable. “Fine. Make it quick.” The tanned man happily pulled Irene to a clearing!