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!“}

and ushered us into the car. Kevin took the wheel while Bryant’s men filled the other vehicles, a convoy of cars speeding down the

glanced at me. “Not

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

a minor injury.

you need to be on death’s door to consider

continuously, tears streamed down my face

face with a tissue. “Thought you were set on

wished harm upon him,

guy who took a bullet for you, the crazy guy who dropped

weariness, “Gary called Kevin.” When hearing that,

“Left it in

pressed, “At Margaret’s hospital room?“>

was surprised. “How did you

smile. “The kidnappers made me call you.

didn’t spout nonsense, did she?”