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!“}

the car. Kevin took the wheel while Bryant’s

me. “Not

go of his wound. “Kevin, speed up! Call the hospital

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

this a minor injury? Do you need to be on

tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

with a tissue. “Thought you were set on the divorce. Why the fuss now?” I said

aside, I never wished harm upon him, especially

a bullet for you, the crazy guy who dropped everything to save you when he

his voice tinged with lethargy and weariness, “Gary

“Left it in

“At Margaret’s hospital room?“>

“How did you know?”

kidnappers made me call you. And

spout nonsense, did