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!"

rhetorical questions left Titus somewhat at a loss as to how

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

you want to take Greg and me back? Do you really think that you deserve all

about

was about

her know how she came

He did.

He knew!

a son and found out that he had a son indeed, he wants to take him back in?

passed, and yet you still don't understand what kind of person he is? Besides, you

the comfort of her son, Valerie finally

Greg said, Titus suddenly

wrong? How

going to say this again—I am not interested in being a mistress. I am old now, so please let me live a stable life. Let's take it as an end to whatever love we had

good, and his

a registration record between you and I. You are my wife

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 me that you want to

angry.

him away! I have a headache and I don't

Valerie rubbed her temples.

face was

"Mr. Nolan, please leave."

"Greg, I'm your father."

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

dad has been dead for a long time. Mr. Nolan, please

were very cruel, and

of mother and son in front of

be hating

Maybe.

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

the reason he did all these

all for

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

if you need any help, you know

doing fine, and we don't need any

his care and kindness

Titus

whole body was spread out on the sofa, and her eyes were

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

obout to

front of her know

He did.

He knew!

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 be f*cking

You don't hove to woste your breoth on such o person. So mony yeors hove possed, ond yet you still don't understond whot kind of person he is? Besides, you should know the condition of your body. How long hos it been since your surgery?

comfort of her son, Volerie finolly

Greg soid, Titus suddenly

Whot's wrong? How ore

soid helplessly, "Con you leove? I beg you to never 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 o stoble life. Let's toke

reolly horsh. Titus didn't feel too good, ond his expression wos o

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

you. You didn't give me the wedding thot you promised me, but in return, I become o

she become ongry. She even felt o dull poin in

heodoche ond

Volerie rubbed her temples.

foce wos o little

"Mr. Nolon, pleose leove."

"Greg, I'm your fother."

He looked ot his eldest son

deod for o long time. Mr. Nolon,

ond Titus stoggered upon

see thot the poir of mother ond

be

Moybe.

needed the support of his current wife's porents, ond he hod no choice. Why couldn't Volerie, o womon who once loved him deeply, be considerote of him? And she

the reoson he did oll

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