Chapter 220

It felt like the person who had readily agreed to my request the day before wasn’t him.

I was annoyed and speechless. “Didn’t you promise not to let anyone else know for now?”

Gregory frowned. “I promised not to let others know you were spying and even recorded a video.”

So, by that logic, he was faultless. Was it me who didn’t make my point clear?

“Do you have a beef with the Ferguson family?”

“No.” Gregory looked at me, puzzled, “Don’t you get how ruthless the business world can be? Hanging around with Bryant for three years, didn’t he teach you any of this?”

I was stunned by his terrifying honesty and second question.

I clenched my palm and responded truthfully, “No.”

in three years? Independence, tolerance, patience,

had no other interaction.

in to paus

to pause. He raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

the one hand, playing corporate games with Bryant and telling

draped it over his arm. “If I’m not mistaken, our goals are the same here, aren’t

amused, “Do you

surprised. “I messed

papers if you

that woman with the Ferguson surname?

“I want a divorce, man. I don’t need your

leaned against the railing, arms crossed, a hint of surprise in his eyes. “You want a divorce?” “Yes, very much so,” I answered without

moment we lost our child, Bryant and I were over. There were no

a dead end, with divorce being the only way forward. But I wasn’t surprised that others might not believe

parents or background, marrying into the Ferguson family was like striking the

that, Gregory replied lazily, “Then you’ll have your

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