Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 220

It felt like the person who had readily agreed to my request the day before wasn’t him.

I was annoyed and speechless. “Didn’t you promise not to let anyone else know for now?”

Gregory frowned. “I promised not to let others know you were spying and even recorded a video.”

So, by that logic, he was faultless. Was it me who didn’t make my point clear?

“Do you have a beef with the Ferguson family?”

“No.” Gregory looked at me, puzzled, “Don’t you get how ruthless the business world can be? Hanging around with Bryant for three years, didn’t he teach you any of this?”

I was stunned by his terrifying honesty and second question.

I clenched my palm and responded truthfully, “No.”

What had Bryant taught me in three years? Independence, tolerance, patience, and giving.

with respect, we had no other interaction. Bryant never involved me in the gritty details of

in to paus

to pause. He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “You’re

corporate games with Bryant and telling his

coat and draped it over his arm. “If I’m not mistaken, our goals are the same here, aren’t

was amused, “Do you

surprised. “I messed up your plans?”

you had just

“Aren’t you divorcing Bryant because of that woman with the Ferguson surname? Didn’t I

speechless again. “I want a divorce, man. I

his eyes. “You want a

lost our child, Bryant and I were over. There

were offset by the debts he owed me over these three years. We were at a dead end, with divorce being the

me, without parents or background, marrying into the Ferguson family was like striking the

lazily, “Then you’ll have

puzzled. “What?”

on Bryant, you becoming the ex–wife was