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: “…”

a deep breath, “My head really hurts, and my vision’s

“Serves you right.”

“Your own

enjoy the

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

Gregory’s smile vanished instantly.

to form, brothers know exactly where to strike to hurt the

another man must’ve really got

one

but

ached with

did I end up being brothers with

“Feeling’s mutual.”

argument turned childish, like kids

to waste more time on

this, so he got

he heard Dailey’s hoarse

going

“No.”

“Please.”

Gregory raised an eyebrow.

This was rare.

He sat back down.

Dailey: “…”

could feel a

chilled me to

you’re

handed me a cup of

Christine and Merritt got theirs

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