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Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 129

That was the first time I'd ever stood my ground so firmly in front of Bryant.

His eyes widened in surprise, a glance swept over me, and his reply was even more dismissively cold, "You'll have to wait, regardless!"

"Fine." I nodded slightly, my voice calm yet loaded, "Then I'll make sure everyone knows that the Ferguson family is rotten from the inside out, rotten to the point where a mistress can step over the legal wife! How are you going to face your grandpa who just passed away?"

Mentioning his grandpa took him aback.

It seemed to dawn on him after a moment; that Timothy had nothing but despise for his ambiguous relationship with Margaret!

I wasn't sure if he was thinking about Timothy or worried about Margaret's reputation, but finally, Bryant swallowed hard, suppressing his emotions, glanced at Margaret, and said coldly, "Your friend can stay in a regular room; that's final!"

Margaret was still unhappy, "Bry..."

Bryant, rubbing his temples in frustration, snapped, "Enough, stop messing around!"

Oh.

So, he knew Margaret was the one messing around.

I didn't want to dwell on it. Thinking too much would only hurt me. I spoke softly, "Thank you, Mr. Ferguson. I'll arrange for my aunt to be moved up here."

Hearing me call him that made him frown, but he kept his face cold and said no more.

I kept my emotions in check and turned to Mark, "Mark, let's go."

"Okay," Mark nodded and followed me out.

Downstairs, I made my way to my aunt's room, where Allen was smoking outside.

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