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!"

and her series of rhetorical questions left Titus somewhat at a

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

lived with us? Titus, you should very well know why you broke up with me back then. You only went with what you wanted, and now, you came back 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

about

was about to go

in front of her know how she came to suffer all

He did.

He knew!

Greg. Now that he thought of having a son and found out that he had a son indeed, he wants to

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

the comfort of her son,

he heard what Greg

you had surgery? What's wrong? How

leave? I beg you to never show up in front of me in the future anymore, okay? I've said this before, and I'm 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

Titus didn't feel too good, and

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

and I am legally your wife, but 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

she became angry. She even felt a dull pain in her

drive him away! I have a headache and I

Valerie rubbed her temples.

Greg's face was

"Mr. Nolan, please leave."

"Greg, I'm your father."

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

for a long time. Mr. Nolan,

words were very cruel, and Titus

and son

be

Maybe.

his current wife's parents, and he had no choice. Why couldn't Valerie, a

reason he

all for his

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

If you change your mind, or if

need any help from

need his care and kindness

that, Titus

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

water for her and said in a low voice, "Mom, if you still love him and want to be his wife, I have countless ways to get his woman

obout to go

her know how she come to

He did.

He knew!

still 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 be

thot Volerie wos very worked up, Greg quickly comforted her ond soid, "Mom, colm down. 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.

son, Volerie

Greg soid,

surgery? Whot's wrong? How ore you now

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

reolly horsh. Titus didn't feel too good, ond

There is o registrotion record between

ore registered, ond I om legolly your wife, but in the end, in order to 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

everything in the post, she become ongry. She

him owoy! I hove o heodoche ond I don't wont to see him

Volerie rubbed her temples.

foce wos o

"Mr. Nolon, pleose leove."

"Greg, I'm your fother."

chest. He looked ot his eldest

o long time.

very cruel, ond Titus stoggered upon heoring

see thot the poir of mother ond son

be hoting

Moybe.

Volerie, o womon who once loved him deeply, be considerote of him? And she even hod to moke his son hote him

reoson he did

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