When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 239

His ride was as wild as his personality, a gleaming Pagani sports car that turned henda wherever it went.

As we pulled up to the hotel, the doorman’s eyes lit up, as Christine did earlier that day when she saw the unexpected bonus in my bank

account.

Ever the gentleman with a sharp tongue, Gregory tossed the car keys to the doorman and came around to open my door, quipping. “Easy does it. You can take a tumble, but that dress costs a pretty penny

When I laid eyes on that dress at home, I recognized it as a high–end designer piece, the kind celebrities would sell their souls to borrow for an event.

Despite his snarky comment, Gregory wasn’t wrong. Our company was in the midst of financial planning. Money was tight, and I couldn’t afford to pay back a dress like that

I gingerly lifted the hem, careful not to step on it with my heels. “Got it, loud and clear.”

He seemed stunned. “Why so meek all of a sudden?”

stark broke,” I

Ferguson

my lips, “He’s always been

that I was officially the ex–wife, his generosity was none

And now

but said

at the Larson Mansion the other day? What’s with

different,” he replied casually, “No one at the Larson family was pressuring me

close with the Ford family and

found out the occasion. It was Dorothy’s birthday

the Grand Canyon. She was the star of the lavish soiree that had booked an entire floor of a six–star hotel, while I

ballroom was dazzling, with a sea of high–profile guests milling about, an even more illustrious crowd than at the Larson family’s

Gregory when spotting him, indicating the Myers family’s significant influence, especially since many had traveled

seemed particularly familiar with him. “Greg, we were wondering where you’d disappeared

hitting up the town without us? We wouldn’t even know

vanished on us.”