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 to see

and yawning myself, I crawled out of bed.

snapped, “What else? You think I have nothing better to do than to wait for you down here because I’ve been secretly in love with you

up, changed my clothes, grabbed my bag, and

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 of

Ijogged over. “Let’s go.”

He glanced at his watch casually. “Not a

was implying I

an eyebrow and smiled. “Take that

ready to hop into the back of

stopped the door with one hand and gestured toward the driver’s

he comfortably settled himself into the

That was why he sent me the location to

car to the driver’s seat, about to complain about his lack of chivalry, when I saw him pull out a

of his head, he

a sleep–deprived ghost

eased up on the accelerator and brake, driving more gently

smoothly arrived at the Myers Mansion, a grand estate nestled on a hillside, its serene gardens reminiscent of classic countryside estates. And

and tapped his shoulder “Mr.