Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 754

Primo leaned in, lowering his voice, "His son once skipped town to lay low, bumped into Nelly abroad, but they didn't exactly buddy up. We can't just pin Ms. Jackson's drowning on them hatching a plot together." Dailey, however, had a gut feeling that things were more complicated than they appeared.

He owed Nelly, sure, but if she was after Christine's life, he wasn't about to let that slide without a fight.

"Go, dig deeper," he instructed Primo, who nodded and set off immediately.

The ride arranged by Gregory was already waiting outside.

Christine and Jane shared one car, while Bella with the kids and Raleigh took another.

Gregory, not in a hurry to cozy up with his wife, sat by himself in the car, waiting for Dailey.

So, the moment Dailey hopped in, Gregory decided to stir the pot.

"First love or a permanent mark, Mr. Clarkson, what's your pick?"

Dailey remained silent, beaten by Gregory in this regard.

The guy had been smitten with Jane since they were kids and hadn't stopped since.

For him, first love and the permanent mark were one and the same.

Finally, Dailey retorted, "Aren't we brothers anymore?"

a casual air, dropped a frosty line,

a

Mr. Abdul was already waiting

embarrassed; she thought she was fine

big shot like Mr. Abdul make the trip and wait around for her was a bit too

troubled you at this hour,"

off, "I'm here now, it's no trouble. But down the line, you might have to consult my apprentice. Still, I hope you all stay healthy and trouble-free." Christine, ever the charmer, replied, "Here's hoping your good deeds bring you

Abdul sat down, placing a small cushion on the table,

examination,

indicated an allergen, not ruling

more detailed analysis

not something one typically encounters unless swimming in the sea or keeping

"That's pretty unique," Gregory

obscure is hard

alone others."

the assailant intended to drown Christine. The allergy was just an

"The attacker probably mistook

swnov

SO

save

allergic reaction for drowning, which is why they fled

on his phone tightened, the veins on the back of his hand