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 crawled out of

snapped, “What else? You think I have nothing better to do than to wait for you down here because I’ve

my

He was leaning casually against it, head slightly dipped. playing with a lighter in his hand, giving

over. “Let’s go.”

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

implying I was dawdling.

mised an eyebrow and smiled. “Take that

ready to hop into the back of the Bentley.

toward the driver’s seat with a nod,

he comfortably settled himself into

be choosers. That was why he sent me the location to the

to complain about his lack of chivalry,

head, he was out like a

This guy must’ve been a sleep–deprived ghost

I eased up on the accelerator and brake, driving more

the Myers Mansion, a grand estate nestled on a hillside, its serene gardens reminiscent of classic countryside estates. And the

reached over and tapped his shoulder

no response.