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 my vision’s

“Serves you right.”

was relentless, “Your own fault for not getting

“Did you enjoy the voicemail I

listening to how sweetly that kid was calling your

Gregory’s smile vanished instantly.

to form, brothers know exactly where to strike to

scoffed, “Seeing Christine with another man must’ve really got to

watching the one you like,

to talk, but staying silent

heart ached with

end up being

“Feeling’s mutual.”

argument turned childish,

to waste more time

from this, so he got up

then he heard Dailey’s hoarse

you going to

“No.”

“Please.”

Gregory raised an eyebrow.

This was rare.

He sat back down.

Dailey: “…”

I met Mr. Shaw, Raleigh Shaw, under Merritt’s guidance, I could feel

chilled me to the

know you’re Bella’s

a cup of hot

got

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