When Love Breaks by Jack

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.”

Bryant taught me in three years? Independence, tolerance, patience, and

interaction. Bryant never involved me in the gritty details of his business

in to paus

to pause. He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “You’re

too?” I smiled wryly, “On the one hand, playing corporate games with Bryant and telling his

it over his arm. “If I’m not mistaken, our goals are the

amused, “Do you know

“I messed up your

gotten my divorce papers if you had just waited a few minutes before spilling the

of that

man. I don’t need your help. Just the divorce is

railing, arms crossed, a hint of surprise in his eyes. “You want a divorce?” “Yes, very much so,”

and I

debts he owed me over these three years. We were at a dead end, with divorce being the only way forward. But I wasn’t

was like striking the jackpot. How could

that, Gregory replied lazily,