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Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 539

As I reached for the driver's side door, Mark stopped me. "Take the passenger seat, I'll drive."

"Thanks, Mark. I appreciate it."

I shot him a grateful look, not bothering to argue.

My mind was preoccupied with Ramona's safety, driving distracted wasn't an option.

On the way to the abandoned factory, I quickly texted Christine to let her know I couldn't make it, telling her to decide on her own.

Then, I dialed Gregory’s number.

But all I got was the endless ring, eventually leading to the robotic voice, “Sorry, the person you are calling is not available. Please try again later…”

This sent a wave of unease through me. Could something have happened to Gregory as well?

Mark, with both hands on the wheel, gave me a quick glance. “Tried calling Gregory but got no answer?”

“Yeah…” I nodded, absent-mindedly.

Mark seemed to understand, “Don’t worry too much. Try giving him another call.”

“Alright.”

I dialed again but still got no answer.

Seeing my worried expression, Mark tried to reassure me, “With the whole Ford Group copyright infringement mess blowing up, he’s probably just tied up with that. Not hearing his phone wouldn’t be odd.”

That didn’t do much to ease my mind.

But there was nothing more I could do for now, except head towards the outskirts of the city to find out who was on the other end of that mysterious call.

Changing gears, I called the Myers family.

Dorothy answered, “Hello? Who is this?”

“Did you guys take Ramona?”

They were the only ones I could think of who might do such a thing.

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