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?”

yawned. “Ramona wants to

yawning myself, I crawled

do than to wait for you down here because I’ve been secretly in love with you

I quickly washed up, changed my clothes, grabbed my

porte–cochere. He was leaning casually against it, head slightly dipped. playing with a lighter in his hand, giving

Ijogged over. “Let’s go.”

in time.” He glanced at his

was implying I

“Take that as a compliment

into the back of the

one hand and gestured toward the driver’s seat with a nod, tossing the car keys

settled himself into

can’t be choosers. That was why he sent me the location to the Myers Mansion, making me his driver by

driver’s seat, about to complain about his

tilt of his head, he

thought, This guy must’ve been a sleep–deprived ghost in

accelerator and brake, driving more gently than

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

over and tapped