Chapter 322

The questions were sharp, no doubt about it. But Gregory didn’t seem flustered at all. He gestured for me to come closer with a hook of his finger. “Lean in. I’ll tell you.”

I moved a few inches. “Go ahead.”

Given the limited space in the car and with no one else around except the driver, all the secrecy seemed a bit over the top.

He moved a bit closer, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, testing the limits of annoyance.”I just can’t stand people who are too slow on the uptake.”

I straightened up, glaring at him. “So, should I be thanking you for enlightening me?”

“I wouldn’t mind,” he said with a polite smile.

He always held a cheeky demeanor like that. But I couldn’t discount his assistance earlier. I lowered my gaze. “Thanks for what you did back there.”

His fingers tapped casually against the windowsill. “Even if I hadn’t shown up, they would’ve let you go eventually.”

I smiled bitterly. “But not without making me suffer a bit more.”

With the scandal blowing up online, Dorothy would vent all her fury on

all. “The longer you stay with the Myers family, the more they

“Is he now…”

a hard place. On one hand, he was linked to the Myers family by marriage. On the other, he was stirring trouble with them

a sidelong glance.

The sarcasm was unmistakable.

“Do you think Bryant would go

it safe, way too cautious,” Gregory lounged back in his seat, his

“Then

the entire future of the Ferguson Group rested on his shoulders. How could he, and why

surprised by my response. “Didn’t peg you for someone

love–struck.” I shot back, mimicking his

hint of threat. “What

sounded as if daring me to repeat any disparaging word, ready to cast me back

my head. I smiled, trying to sound sincere. “I was saying you’re a once–in–a–lifetime

pleased. “Go on. I’m all

knew how to climb

drifted outside to an alley nearby, sparking a memory. I turned to Gregory and asked, “Can we stop

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