The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

Chapter 170

Greg was genuinely shocked at the old couple’s revelation but the Duke nonetheless shook Lord Kylton’s hand as he told his animal, “Please tell me he’s joking.” His animal prompted him to keep the conversation going with Lord Kylton to learn more about what they didn’t know.

Greg narrowed his eyes in suspicion and asked the old man, “What’s the customer code I have to cite in transactions?”

His Lordship seemed impressed and said, “Good thing I checked that this morning. 130996GC_LC. Access name: Chameleon. But I’ll admit right now that we’ve never spoken over the phone in your transactions, your Grace. We have our customers’ personal information but the uh…rogue Alpha handles the communications and customers’…requests.”

So, Greg had been communicating with only the manager of the rogue corporation this whole time, not its founders. Greg nodded as he intemalized this fact, and released Lord Kylton’s hand as he muttered, “A very successful business you have.”

Lord Kylton patted Greg on the shoulder like a friend, and Greg tried to mask his discomfort and urge to tear the man to shreds. Unless he was having sex, no one had the right to touch Greg Claw.

“Well, your Grace. You must take some credit for our success. We had the idea of taking government funds after the King wrongfully refused our daughter’s hand but we didn’t have a link, someone who could provide us with the necessary access and individuals who could be our patsies. You were that link, your Grace. You gave us the ministers’ names and told us who to target, asking nothing but a small commission in return For that, we cannot thank you enough.”

His wife added, “It would’ve been difficult to get those ministers and Helena here to help us in our plan if we didn’t have you to encourage them to join us, your Grace, seeing that we wished to remain anonymous.”

Greg admitted, “To be very honest, I thought I was helping someone less…” he looked around the sophisticated interior design of the

before

someone as experienced as you in this line of work didn’t suspect that we

have to agree.” Greg readily confessed “How did you

no doubt for different reasons, we saw an opportunity to work together. But we also wanted to be careful seeing that you share blood relations with the King, who we wanted to…take something from, just as how he took our daughter’s heart and broke it with

money from the government?” Greg asked, somewhat disappointed that the founder of the successful rogue corporation was instituted based on nothing but a broken heart, and continued to blossom with nothing more than wanting more

Kingdom, or to expand its business and join forces with vampires to

that their rogue business was to ‘take something from’ his cousin just because their creature -repelling

phenomenal woman that he couldn’t get. Now, he was told that his anti government hero was this lame family? Greg was even beginning to question whether he was awake, lucid and sober. It felt like a long, bad dream after too many hours of

discontent. “I love Xandar but he hurt me. So, the goal was to hurt him

get real. You two were never close.” Greg retorted mercilessly, and heard

the heiress who promised to throw

deep breath, Kelissa’s partially-onyx eyes fixed on the Duke as she spoke in suppressed rage, “I hope you know that I’m tolerating your impertinence because you’ve helped build

in an illusion instead of the truth would put you further away from your goal, not nearer to it,

have to make him believe that you and Xandar were close.

CLOSE! I WAS THE CLOSEST THING HE HAD TO A