Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 296

Although Gregory was all about dollars and cents, he booked me a room in the six–star hotel in Vista Town

I had plans to head back to RiverCity that very night, but Gregory, over the phone, said, “Till be heading to RiverCity tomorrow, I can give you a lift”

“Okay then.”

A ride in a Bentley wasn’t something you tum down.

The next day, I had hoped to sleep in but got rudely awakened by a call.

“Come down.” It was Gregory’s lax voice.

Woken up by him two days in a row, I couldn’t help but feel imitated. “Jesus, did you pull an all–nighter again?”

Gregory faked surprise. “Wow someone’s grumpy in the moming?”

I took a deep breath, forced it down, and smiled. “Not at all, just worried about you, Mr. Ford, what’s the early morning call for?”

Gregory yawned. “Ramona wants to see you”

Caught off guard and yawning myself, I

nothing better to do than to wait for you down here

I quickly washed up, changed my clothes, grabbed

the porte–cochere. He was leaning casually against it, head slightly dipped. playing

over. “Let’s

time.” He glanced at his

I was dawdling.

an eyebrow and smiled. “Take that as a compliment on my punctuality.”

was ready to hop into the back of the

gestured toward the driver’s seat with a nod, tossing the car keys into my hands.

comfortably settled himself

was why he sent me the location to the Myers Mansion,

driver’s seat, about to complain about his lack of chivalry, when

of his head, he was out like a light

thought, This guy must’ve been a sleep–deprived

I eased up on the accelerator and brake, driving more gently

Mansion, a grand estate nestled on a hillside, its serene gardens reminiscent of classic

reached over and tapped his shoulder “Mr. Ford?”

no response.