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”

off guard and yawning myself, I

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

washed up, changed my clothes, grabbed my bag, and went

He was leaning casually against it, head slightly dipped.

over. “Let’s go.”

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

was implying I was dawdling.

mised an eyebrow and smiled. “Take that

hop into the back

one hand and gestured toward the driver’s seat with

comfortably settled himself

location to the Myers Mansion, making me his driver by

to complain about his lack of chivalry, when I saw him pull out a sleep mask from nowhere.

tilt of his head, he was out

been a sleep–deprived ghost in his past

and brake, driving

nestled on a hillside, its serene gardens reminiscent of classic countryside estates. And the person in the passenger seat

and tapped his shoulder

no