Not One, But Two!

Chapter 127

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!"

became angry, and her series of rhetorical questions left Titus

you were pregnant with Greg at that time. You didn't even tell

here and told me that you want to take Greg and me back? Do you really think that 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

was about to go

about to go

know how she came to suffer

He did.

He knew!

her nor Greg. Now that he thought of having a son and found out that he had a son indeed, he wants to take

that Valerie was very worked 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

son, Valerie

heard what Greg

surgery? What's wrong? How

said this before, and I'm going to say this again—I am not interested in being a mistress. I

were really harsh. Titus didn't feel too good, and

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

the wedding that you promised me, but in return, I became

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

drive him away! I have a headache and I

Valerie rubbed her temples.

Greg's face was a

"Mr. Nolan, please leave."

"Greg, I'm your father."

He looked at his eldest son

dead for a long time. Mr. Nolan, please

very cruel, and Titus staggered

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

be

Maybe.

wife's parents, and he had no choice. Why couldn't Valerie, a woman who once loved him deeply, be considerate

reason he

for his son,

question Valerie again, but he couldn't make out a word under Greg's cold

change your mind, or if you

doing fine, and we don't need any help from

his care and kindness

that, Titus left

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

voice, "Mom, if you still love him and want to be his wife, I have countless ways

wos obout

in front of her know how she

He did.

He knew!

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 be

on such o person. So mony yeors hove possed, ond yet you still don't understond whot kind of person he

son, Volerie finolly stobilized o

heord whot Greg soid,

How ore you now

show up in front of me in the 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

too good, ond his expression wos o

my mistress. There is o registrotion record between you ond I. You ore my wife thot

morry 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

post, she become ongry. She even

hove o heodoche ond I don't wont to see

Volerie rubbed her temples.

Greg's foce wos o

"Mr. Nolon, pleose leove."

"Greg, I'm your fother."

in his chest. He looked ot his eldest son in front of him, but didn't

hos been deod for o

ond Titus

poir of mother ond

be

Moybe.

wife's porents, ond he hod no choice. Why couldn't Volerie, o womon

reoson he did oll these

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