The Runaway Groom

Chapter 136

Irene tamely followed the tanned, skinny man, who started to let down his guard since she was compliant.

He undid his belt, while urging Irene to undress!

Irene appeared to play along, but even as she did, she was looking around for anything she could use as a weapon.

There were only rocks and weeds around, but she spotted a sharp rock that she could use. Stamping on the grass as if to make it even, she said, “Just making sure it’s not too rough to lie down on.”

The tanned man was not wary at all, and even praised her for being such a tease.

Irene flashed a smile that did not reach her eyes. “How about you take off your clothes and lay them on the ground?” Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Fine.” He was getting undressed anyway, and was actually delighted that she would say that. Irene, however, picked up that sharp rock while he took off his shirt. Gripping it tightly and sneaking close to the man, she smashed it as hard as she could on his jugular, catching him unawares and sending blood spurting.

The man howled in pain and clutched his neck. “You bitch! You hurt me!”

He tried to grab her by the hair, but she was prepared enough to dodge and run off!

The muscular man ran toward them when he heard the noise, and so did Samantha, who ordered the man, “Stop her! Don’t let her get away!”

Irene had thought of an escape route-she knew how to swim, and started heading toward the

sea.

However, the quicker she ran, the more her foot seemed to burn. She had yet to fully recover, but she gritted her teeth and kept running, because having a limp was better than being caught here.

That was when she reached the edge of a cliff, which stood moderately high above the sea!

Still, it was too dark, and she could not see if there were rocks beneath the surface under the moonlight.

Meanwhile, Samantha and the two men caught up, with the tanned man’s face contorted with savagery. “I’ll destroy her once I get my hands on her! She tricked me!”

The muscular man growled, “You’ve done it now.”

Samantha just found them stupid. “Grab her already. She has no place to run off to!”

As they approached her, Irene knew that she could not win against three. Gritting her teeth and rejoicing that she was a good swimmer, she decided not to hesitate-she would not stand a chance once they reached her.

She jumped.

“Oh, shit!” the tanned man exclaimed in shock.

Smanatha promptly ran to the edge to look below. She was worried because she did not see Irene’s corpse, and told the men to jump too. “Go, find her!”

“We can’t swim,” they replied.

Samantha threatened, “You don’t want to be paid?”

The two men traded glances. “There’s a path that reaches below. We’ll look there.”

“Go,” Samantha urged.

However, Irene was nowhere to be seen as they walked up to the beach.

It was dark and they did not know how to swim, and hence soaked themselves to pretend they did.

The tanned man was clutching his neck, feeling dazed from blood loss. “I need the hospital, or I’m going to die.”

The muscular man thought about it and said, “Let’s just tell her she’s dead. We’re only doing this for the money anyway.”

“Yeah,” the tanned man replied.

They were not staking their lives on this anyway.

As they returned in their drenched clothes, they told Samantha that they found Irene’s corpse in the sea. “We made sure she’s at the bottom. There won’t be anything left of her once the sharks are done with her.”

Samantha was not convinced. “Really?”

“Why would we lie? We can take you there if you want.”

The pair appeared confident, and Samantha thought that they would not lie since they offered to take her there.

Moreover, jumping from that high? The height would have killed Irene, if not drowning.

“Fine.” Convinced, Samantha paid the men and happily drove home, believing that her son was Lionel Spencer’s sole heir now, and that the entire Spencer estate was now hers.