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 crawled out of

suddenly snapped, “What else? You think I have nothing better to do than to wait

my clothes, grabbed my

casually against it, head slightly dipped. playing with

“Let’s go.”

time.” He glanced at his watch casually. “Not a

I was

“Take that as a compliment

into the

stopped the door with one hand and gestured toward the driver’s seat with a nod, tossing

settled himself into the passenger

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

about to complain about his lack of chivalry, when I saw him pull out a

tilt of his head, he

must’ve been a sleep–deprived ghost

I eased up on the accelerator and brake,

estate nestled on a hillside, its serene gardens reminiscent

and tapped his shoulder “Mr. Ford?”

no response.