Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 170

The raspy-voiced man kicked Allen hard, grabbing a whiskey bottle and pressing it against his forehead. “You moron, you think you can fool Lloyd like that? Mrs. Ferguson? Bullshit! Mr. Ferguson is out there buying tampons for his new chick, and you expect him to cover your gambling debts for his ex-wife’s uncle?”

Caught off guard, Allen fell on his butt, scrambling to get in front of the man in charge.. “Lloyd, Lloyd! I swear I’m not pulling your leg. She is Bryant’s wife. Didn’t you see my wife’s hospital room when you guys went to the hospital that day? If Bryant wasn’t looking out for her, could my wife have stayed in the BlessedCare Medical Facility?”

I glared at him furiously. “Allen! You ungrateful jerk, do you think I would’ve begged Bryant for that hospital room if not for my aunt? And how, you’re using this to screw me over?”

Allen ignored me, clinging to Lloyd’s legs. “Lloyd, even at its worst, an elephant is still bigger than a rabbit. Even if she’s divorced Bryant, wouldn’t he give her some money? Ten million is nothing to her!”

Ten million? This deadbeat had the nerve to run up such a gigantic gambling debt.

I was furious. “Have you no shame? I didn’t get a dime from the divorce, not a dime!”

single

“Do me this favor, just

way.” I flatly refused.

all, my aunt was about to divorce him, and here he was, shamelessly

you were little? Without me, you’d be dead! Now that I’m in desperate stral can’t

down his whiskey glass, lit a cigarette, and waved his

crocodile leather shoes, stopping before me and looking down. “M Webster, right? I won’t make things hard for you. Pay up, and we’ll call it even. Otherwise your uncle’s hands

off, both of them, so he can

be more than enough to condemn someone,

clicked

stepped on my wrist, and ground it underfoot. “Didn’t

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