When Love Breaks by Jack

Dailey casually lifted his glass, swirling the drink with a leisurely air.

Ah, this is getting interesting.

Gregory was at his limit.

He couldn’t stand the revulsion any longer and broke the silence. It was directed at Josiah.

“Your family’s fortune for your wife and kids, take it or leave it.”

Josiah couldn’t believe his ears.

But his response was cut off by Samuel, “You’re quite the character, huh?”

Gregory felt a chill crawl up his spine.

He hadn’t expected the mafia to stoop to such lows.

No wonder they were in decline.

It was all about holding a strategic position.

Back home, they’d have been reformed by now.

“I like you, and I need someone like you. Join me, and rule this side of town. Whatever you want, you got it.”

Josiah wanted to speak but was afraid of offending Samuel, feeling utterly choked up.

It was only because of the Norman family’s years of influence that a fool like Samuel could ever dream of being the boss.

Gregory couldn’t sit still any longer, he subtly signaled with his fingers.

His men appeared in an instant, surrounding Samuel and his crew.

The hotel’s living room suddenly felt cramped.

Samuel spread his hands, “So, we’re done talking?”

Gregory not only refused to talk but also wanted to silence him completely.

“Lucius.”

Lucius presented the property agreement to Josiah.

I’ll go find my

look, “Really, you’re not considering

jaw, his disgust

he launched a

spacious living room

shielded Gregory, and

hotel’s management dared not

one

Eventually, the police arrived.

“Put down your weapons!”

the two groups, but Gregory was nowhere

…

next day

early and texted Gregory, asking when he

confirming he’d be there by evening. I started

Ramona video called

baking pumpkin pies for Thanksgiving. Come pick them

so happy made me feel

“Sure.”

a moment, she asked, “You seem a

my face, smiling, “It’s just the

Gregory not returned

he’d be

then, I’m busy here. Take care of yourself, and don’t hide anything

“I won’t.”

to the

looked paler

I whispered, “Sorry,

“Can he understand you?”

I looked up to see Gregory approaching,

sighed, wiping my tears, “Forgot what Mr. Abdul

now,

reached for his shirt, but he

gently held my face, “I’m starving, can we

thought Gregory’s return would lift my spirits, but I barely touched my

what had happened, if

distracted, Gregory sighed, “It’s hard

“Then eat later.”

to check under

time, he let me, revealing bandages around his

the