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”

and yawning myself, I crawled

I have nothing better to do than to wait for you down here because I’ve been

washed up, changed my clothes, grabbed

it, head slightly dipped. playing with a lighter in his

over. “Let’s

his watch casually.

implying I

that as a compliment on my

was ready to hop into the back

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

himself into the

can’t be choosers. That was why he sent me the location to the Myers Mansion,

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

of his head, he was out like a light

guy must’ve been a sleep–deprived ghost

up on the accelerator and brake, driving more gently than usual.

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

reached over and tapped his

was no