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Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 289

"Seriously?" I murmured, baffled. "Wait for me to get off work?"

What kind of drama was that?

"A friend dropped me off earlier. I don't have a car." He extended his wrist toward me as he spoke, showing me his watch. "You're about to clock out, too. Mind giving me a lift back?"

"I can call you a cab." I pulled out my phone, but he frowned slightly and said, "I never ride with strangers."

I sighed helplessly inside, ‘Fine then. Guess the prince has his quirks.’

I had nothing to say. "Then wait here."

I turned and walked into my office, and it wasn't long before Christine sneaked in.

She teased, "What's with the Ford heir hanging around here? Can't seem to leave?"

"Looking for a free ride," I answered, somewhat resigned.

Christine sat across me, leaning her elbows on the desk, her hands propping up her face.

"I noticed the Myers ladies seemed pretty wary of him. Maybe you should try and get on his good side. Could come in handy if you ever need a favor."

"Forget it." I dismissed the idea without a second thought, "Do you honestly think anyone can manipulate him?"

Gregory might appear carefree, but he was sharp. Nobody could fool him.

Christine wagged her finger. "No, no, not like that. I mean, genuine friendship..."

"Get back to work, will you?" I handed her a piece of leftover cake, effectively silencing her, "Pretense doesn't equate to sincerity."

You might fool others, but not Gregory.

"Ah!" Christine mumbled through a mouthful of cake and left. Halfway out, she turned back, rushing to my desk, "Didn't you say it was time someone dealt with Dorothy? I saw her today, looking all fine and dandy."

"I'll look into it." I had nearly forgotten it in the chaos of recent days.

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