When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 296

Although Gregory was all about dollars and cents, he booked me a room in the six–star hotel in Vista Town

I had plans to head back to RiverCity that very night, but Gregory, over the phone, said, “Till be heading to RiverCity tomorrow, I can give you a lift”

“Okay then.”

A ride in a Bentley wasn’t something you tum down.

The next day, I had hoped to sleep in but got rudely awakened by a call.

“Come down.” It was Gregory’s lax voice.

Woken up by him two days in a row, I couldn’t help but feel imitated. “Jesus, did you pull an all–nighter again?”

Gregory faked surprise. “Wow someone’s grumpy in the moming?”

I took a deep breath, forced it down, and smiled. “Not at all, just worried about you, Mr. Ford, what’s the early morning call for?”

“Ramona wants

myself, I

snapped, “What else? You think I have nothing better to do than to wait for you down here because

changed my clothes, grabbed my bag, and went

the Ford family hunk’s car, boldly parked under the porte–cochere. He was leaning casually against it, head slightly dipped. playing with a lighter in his hand, giving off this vibe

Ijogged over. “Let’s go.”

He glanced at his watch

was implying

eyebrow and smiled. “Take that as

to hop into the back of the

playing chauffeur? He stopped the door with one hand and gestured toward the driver’s seat with a nod, tossing

comfortably settled himself

was why he sent me the location to

to the driver’s seat, about to complain about his lack of chivalry, when I saw

head, he was out

thought, This guy must’ve been a

on the accelerator and

Myers Mansion, a grand estate nestled on a hillside, its serene gardens reminiscent of classic countryside estates. And the person in the passenger

tapped his shoulder “Mr.