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The Runaway Groom

Chapter 422
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Chapter 422

Ricky snorted. "We were. What's that to you?"

"Shut up," Irene snapped and promptly tugged at his sleeve-he was going to make Mrs. Slate misunderstand,

especially when she clearly did not like Lulu.

His phrasing would just fuel Mrs. Slate's notion that Lulu had loose morals and hurt Lulu in turn.

Ricky, however, was not letting up. "I'm just telling the truth! What is there to hide?"

Mrs. Slate scoffed at Lulu then. "I knew it-what an unseemly woman you are. Well, this suits me just fine. Now that

Zachary is married, there's nothing between you two, so don't bother him ever again. In turn, I won't press charges

regarding the banners."

"Hey, are you even listening? I told you-it wasn't Lulu. She's been with me all this while, and I can testify for her!"

Ricky snapped, indignant at how prejudiced was Mrs. Slate acting.

"You? Testify? You've been defending her all this while. The best you can manage is perjury," Mrs. Slate laughed

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coldly, before adding in disdain," Truly... birds of the same feather flock together. Scum will always end up with

scum."

"What was that?!" Ricky's temper flared, and he would already be hitting her if Irene was not holding him back.

At the same time, Lulu finally had enough.

She could take any insult from Mrs. Slate, but she was not about to hold back if she insulted her friend!

"I'm the one you're after. Scorn me all you want, but don't you insult my friends."

"What, did I get it wrong? Would you have spent the night in a bar with a man if you have any semblance of

morals? Let me get this straight: stay away from Zachary. This is your last warning, and if you don't comply-”

"I'll stay away from him, you don't have to keep reminding me. But about the banners..."

She was going to say it was not her, but that was when she noticed

Zachary and Ember nearby, and she quickly said, "It was me."

"Hmph. I knew it!" Mrs. Slate snorted, raising her brow. "You've made the Lindts very upset while embarrassing my

family. I'll make you pay."

With that, she wound up the window and told her chauffeur to drive away.

Beside Lulu, Irene frowned.

"It wasn't you, why would you..." Her voice trailed off when she saw Zachary and Ember, and she suddenly knew

that Lulu claimed that she hung those banners because she saw Zachary.

"What are they even doing here..." she muttered to herself.

On the other hand, Zachary walked straight to Lulu, holding her gaze as he said, "I knew it wasn't you."

Lulu smiled. "It was me."

Zachary frowned. "Why are you acting like this?"

"Because I hate you?"

Through it all, Ember was holding tightly onto Zachary's arm. Not keen for Zachary to talk so much with Lulu, she

purred as if she was an understanding person, "I knew you didn't mean to. Zachary and I don't blame you."

"Do I need your forgiveness? Who do you think you are?!" Lulu only found her laughable, and turned around,

growling, "We're leaving, Irene."

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Irene glanced at Zachary and sighed lengthily before dragging Ricky away with them.

"He really thinks Lulu did it, doesn't he?" Ricky exclaimed indignantly. "He doesn't deserve her if he does. Where's

the trust?"

Lulu turned to glance at Ricky. "You're right."

Did he really love her if he did not even trust her this much?

"Alright, let's just head home already," Irene told them-the less Ricky talked, the better.

Things were still salvageable for now, but Ricky's rant is probably going to throw a wrench into the works.

The less he ranted, the better.

Soon, they reached Spencer Mansion, and Ricky stayed downstairs while Lulu took a shower upstairs and changed

into fresh clothes.

Irene was on the balcony with Tommy in her arms, sitting on the beach chair to get a little sunshine, which was not

baking now that autumn had arrived.

"Mah-mah..." Tommy blabbed as he leaned on her shoulder, and Irene watched him with a tender look in her eyes.

She lifted his little hand and gave him a little kiss, when a crash echoed downstairs, followed by a shriek!

Irene quickly scooped up Tommy and rushed to the stairs, asking, "What-" Before she could finish, she saw the

carnage downstairs!