Chapter 127

"Mr. Buckley, the master is inside!"

A man in black stopped Greg in time respectfully.

"Get out of my way!"

Greg's murderous intent intensified, causing the man in black to flinch a little, but he didn't dare to let him go casually.

"Mr. Buckley, the master said—"

"F*ck what he said."

Greg punched him, knocking the man in black to one side. He then swept his gaze around coldly, and the others didn't dare to step forward.

None of them were Greg's opponents. So, they stopped him just for show because everyone knew that none of them could stop him.

Greg moved to enter.

"Valerie, come back with me."

There was a man in the room begging Valerie.

This was what Greg heard when he came in. He couldn't help but sneer and replied, "Go back with you? What for? To see you having fun with different women every night? Why should Mom give up on her carefree life here and go back with you to anger herself to death?"

Hearing that, the man froze for a moment, then turned around slowly.

He had a face similar to Greg's, but it was covered with frost and weathered with vicissitudes.

The moment he saw Greg, the man's eyes lit up a little.

"Greg, you're back?"

"Don't call me that. I'm not all that familiar with you."

Then, Greg walked past him and came to a stop in front of Valerie.

"Mom, are you feeling better these days? Abbie said that she'll give you a checkup soon, so please take care of your body."

When Valerie heard Greg address Abigail as 'Abbie', she couldn't help but be stunned. Then she smiled and said, "Abbie? You're not calling her Dr. Kain anymore?"

"Ahem, ahem…"

Greg coughed uncomfortably and said, "Well, weren't you the one who told me that you think she's not bad?"

"Well, was it me? Or was it you, actually?"

Valerie's ridicule embarrassed him a little.

"Gah, don't worry about it! We're going on an outing tomorrow. Do you want to join?"

"Of course! Why wouldn't I?"

Valerie was extremely happy.

This son of mine finally realized that Genevieve is not a good match for him.

Abigail is very good—really good, in fact.

I like her a lot.

The mother and son pair chatted as if no one else was around. They had thrown the man aside.

But the man couldn't help frowning when he heard Greg's words.

"Greg, you have a girl you fancy now?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Greg asked calmly.

The man's face looked very angry.

"How can you take marriage as a joke? You must know your identity!"

"What's his identity? He's only my son—an illegitimate child at that! His household registration belongs to my parents' household registration. He is now the CEO of Buckley Group, and he doesn't seem to have any relationship with you, Titus!"

of rhetorical questions left Titus somewhat at a loss as to how

pregnant with Greg at that time. You

deserve all the good things in the world? In your dreams! Also, did you know that all these years, people have been trying to kill Greg? Don't tell me you don't know who was behind it. Because of that woman, my son almost died several times, and you still want

about to go

was about

her know how she

He did.

He knew!

having a son and found out that he had a son indeed, he

up, Greg quickly comforted her and said, "Mom, calm down. You don't have to waste your breath on such a person. So many years have passed, and yet you still don't understand what kind of person he is? Besides, you should know the condition of your body. How long has it been since your surgery? Don't be

son, Valerie finally stabilized a

he heard what Greg said, Titus suddenly

you had surgery? What's wrong? How are you

say this again—I am not interested in being a mistress. I

too good, and his expression was a little unsightly

well that you are not my mistress. There is a registration record between you and I. You are my wife that

in the end, in order to marry that woman, I was forced to divorce you. You didn't give me the wedding that you promised me, but in return, I became a divorcée, and my son became an illegitimate child. Now, you tell

in the past, she became angry. She even felt a dull

him away! I have a headache and I don't want to see

Valerie rubbed her temples.

Greg's face was

"Mr. Nolan, please leave."

"Greg, I'm your father."

pain in his chest. He looked at his eldest son in front of him, but didn't know how to change

dad has been dead for a long

words were very cruel, and Titus staggered

see that the pair of mother and son in front of him really hated

be hating

Maybe.

he needed the support of his current wife's parents, and he had no choice. Why couldn't Valerie, a woman who once loved him deeply, be considerate of him? And she even had to

reason he

for his son,

he couldn't make out a word under Greg's

change your mind, or if you need any help,

we don't need any help

didn't need his care and kindness

Titus

soon as he left, Valerie couldn't sit still. Her whole body was spread out on the sofa,

love him

wos obout to go

front of her know how

He did.

He knew!

didn't come to her nor Greg. Now thot he thought of hoving o son ond found out thot he hod o son indeed, he wonts to toke him bock in? He must

hove possed, ond yet you still don't understond whot kind of person

son, Volerie

heord whot Greg

Whot's wrong? How ore you now ofter

future onymore, okoy? I've soid this before, ond I'm going to soy this ogoin—I om not interested in being o mistress. I om old now, so pleose let me live o stoble life. Let's toke

Titus didn't feel too good, ond his

you know very well thot you ore not my mistress. There is o registrotion record between you ond I. You ore my wife thot I morried

thot womon, I wos forced to divorce you. You didn't give me the wedding thot you promised me, but in return, I become o divorcée, ond my son become on illegitimote child. Now, you tell me thot you wont to compensote

ongry. She even felt o dull poin

heodoche ond I

Volerie rubbed her temples.

wos o

"Mr. Nolon, pleose leove."

"Greg, I'm your fother."

chest. He looked ot his eldest

dod hos been deod for o

very cruel, ond Titus stoggered upon heoring

mother ond son in front of him reolly hoted

be hoting

Moybe.

no choice. Why couldn't Volerie, o womon who once loved him deeply, be considerote of him? And

reoson he did oll these

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