Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 173

“Give me that piece of land in West End, Mr. Ferguson,” the bald guy said indifferently, “Messing with Mrs. Ferguson was his first mistake. As for the rest, I’ve taken care of it for you, Mr. Ferguson. You’ll be pleased with the outcome.”

With a slight smirk, Bryant replied in a cold, harsh tone, “Deal.“>

“Mr. Ferguson, Mr. Ferguson…” Lloyd begged.

Lloyd then realized the reinforcements weren’t there for him but were using the situation to curry favor with Bryant.

Panicked, he dashed out, clinging to Bryant’s legs, begging, “Mr. Ferguson, please, have mercy on me!”

“Kevin.” Bryant’s voice was icy.

With a swift kick, Kevin sent Lloyd sprawling, “Before laying a finger on Mrs. Ferguson, you should’ve weighed your odds. Too late for pleas now!”

Yet, undeterred, Lloyd crawled back, grabbing at my feet. “Mrs. Ferguson, Mrs. Ferguson, I was blind to your grace! Please spare me!“}} My hand pressed firmly over Bryant’s wound, the anger bubbling up inside at the thought of who had shot him. “Get lost!“}

ushered us into the car. Kevin took the wheel while Bryant’s men filled the other

glanced at me. “Not scared?”

especially unable to let go of his wound. “Kevin, speed up!

lightly. “It’s a minor injury. Why the panic?”

is this a minor injury? Do you need to be on death’s door to consider it

blood oozing continuously, tears streamed

and gently cleaned the dirt off my face with a tissue. “Thought you were set on the divorce. Why the

harm upon him, especially not the harm from saving me.§

took a bullet for you, the

and weariness, “Gary called

said, “Left it in the

“At Margaret’s hospital room?“>

“How did you

smile. “The kidnappers made me call

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