Chapter 689

“Sure,” Gregory flashed a smile, “See you tonight.”

After Christine’s car drove away, Gregory headed towards Dailey.

The middle-aged man quickly bowed, “Mr. Ford.”

Gregory leaned on the car, glancing inside with a slight bow of his head.

Seeing no reaction from the man inside, he kicked the car, “Stop playing dead.”

Dailey lifted his heavy eyelids, his voice hoarse, “I’m not pretending.”

Gregory was unsympathetic, “Wasting medical resources.”

Right on cue, the ambulance arrived.

In the VIP hospital room, Gregory casually watched Dailey getting an IV.

Leaning back in his chair, arms crossed, he remarked, “This little act of yours is pretty amateur.”

Dailey frowned, not wanting to hear the words “little act.”

“It was just a headache, got hit by a car, no big deal. I’m not short on cash.”

Gregory chuckled, “Ignoring messages now, are we?”

Dailey: “…”

breath, “My head really hurts, and

“Serves you right.”

relentless, “Your own fault for

was annoyed, “Did you enjoy the

been there, listening to how sweetly that kid was calling your

Gregory’s smile vanished instantly.

know exactly where to strike to hurt

with another man must’ve really got to

the one

talk, but staying silent

heart ached with

up being brothers with

“Feeling’s mutual.”

argument turned childish, like

about to waste more time

wouldn’t die from this, so he got up

then he heard Dailey’s hoarse

going to

“No.”

“Please.”

Gregory raised an eyebrow.

This was rare.

He sat back down.

Dailey: “…”

I could feel a warmth from him towards

his next words chilled me to

you’re

me a cup of

Christine and Merritt got

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