Jack, pulling out the weeds, inevitably brings pain and blood, making it hard for him to escape unscathed.

Especially now, the Larson family’s current state is nothing but a facade of legitimacy crafted upon their murky past.

There was a time when Mark was thought to be as gentle as jade, incapable of crossing moral boundaries. Now, however, there were worries.

I bit my lip, “I don’t want you to get hurt.”

Gregory’s brown eyes sparkled with a tender amusement, delightfully captivating.

He was clearly pleased, yet he playfully drawled, “So, you’re worried about me. I thought Jane was just unable to let go of her old flame=” “Feelings-“

I just couldn’t…

I flicked his forehead, “You shouldn’t be starting a company; you should be opening a vinegar brewery.”

Gregory actually nodded seriously, “Alright, once I’ve handled this, I’ll find time to acquire one.”

My gloomy mood was finally swept away by him.

I glanced at Ramona still unconscious beside us and asked, “How confident are you?”

Gregory held my hand, his lips curling into a slight smile, his demeanor utterly free-spirited, “When I do things, I always ensure a hundred percent certainty.”

Everyone says the prince of the Ford family is insufferably arrogant, but I know he’s not just full of hot air; he has the skills to back it up.

“Then promise me, you’ll get the antidote without getting yourself hurt.”

“I promise.”

Gregory got busy. No

was puzzled. “Is something wrong

Christine wagged a finger in front of my eyes. “I’m here on

“someone” was

“Bingo!”

the sofa, “You don’t have to worry about anything right now, just stay with your grandma. I’ll make

tossed a bottle of mineral water and a pomegranate to Christine, “I’m definitely at ease with you

sat down next to her, chatting

I mentioned I had

she stopped

and

really pregnant?!”

off the pomegranate juice with a wet

my, let me

chuckle, “Right now, it’s just a cell,

“Alright, alright.”

still out there, and with Ramona in this state… you

half-peeled pomegranate, nodding, “I

so, my eyes couldn’t help but

Someone close

“Someone close to us.”

Christine frowned. “Us?”

at

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