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”

myself, I

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

washed up, changed my clothes, grabbed my

it, head slightly dipped. playing with a lighter in his hand, giving off this vibe

“Let’s go.”

his watch casually.

I was

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

into the back of

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

himself into the passenger

he sent me the location to the Myers Mansion, making me his driver by default

around the car to the driver’s seat, about to complain about his lack of chivalry, when I saw him pull out

of his head, he was

thought, This guy must’ve been a sleep–deprived ghost in his past

the accelerator and brake, driving more gently than

hillside, its serene gardens reminiscent of classic countryside estates. And the person in

and tapped

was no