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 his business

in to paus

pause. He raised

games with Bryant and telling his wife on the other, what’s

I’m not

“Do you know you’ve messed up my plans?”

was surprised. “I messed up your

you had just waited a few minutes

because of that woman with the Ferguson surname? Didn’t I

again. “I want a divorce, man. I don’t need your help. Just the divorce is

eyes.

we lost our child, Bryant and

years. We were at a dead end, with divorce being the only way forward. But I wasn’t surprised that others

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

“Then you’ll have

puzzled. “What?”

“With Dorothy setting her sights on Bryant, you becoming the ex–wife was just a matter of