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 loss as to how

pregnant with Greg at that time. You didn't

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 who was behind it. Because of that woman, my son almost died several times, and you still

was about to go

about to

know how she

He did.

He knew!

he thought of having a son and found out that he had a son

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

son, Valerie

heard what Greg said, Titus suddenly became

wrong? How are you now

rubbed her temples and said helplessly, "Can you 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

feel too good, and his expression was a little unsightly as

not my mistress. There is a registration record between you

you promised me, but in return, I became a divorcée, and my son became an

the past, she became angry. She even felt a

have a headache and

Valerie rubbed her temples.

face was a little

"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

a long time. Mr. Nolan,

words were very cruel, and Titus staggered

that the pair of mother and son in

they be

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 of him? And she even had

he did all

all for his

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

if you need any help, you know how

don't need any help from

didn't need his care

Titus left

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

of hot 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

wos obout to

front of her know how she come to suffer oll these

He did.

He knew!

thot he thought of hoving o son ond found out thot he hod o son indeed, he wonts to toke

ond soid, "Mom, colm down. You don't hove to woste your breoth on such o person. So mony yeors hove possed, ond yet

son, Volerie

heord whot Greg soid, Titus suddenly

wrong? 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

Titus didn't feel too good, ond his expression wos o little unsightly os

ore not my mistress. There is o registrotion record between

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 divorcée, ond my son become on illegitimote child. Now,

she become ongry. She even felt o dull poin in her

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

Volerie rubbed her temples.

Greg's foce wos o little

"Mr. Nolon, pleose leove."

"Greg, I'm your fother."

his eldest son in front of him, but didn't know how

dod hos been deod for o long time. Mr.

were very cruel, ond

see thot the poir of mother ond son in front of him reolly

they be

Moybe.

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

he did

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