Chapter 220
It felt like the person who had readily agreed to my request the day before wasn’t him.
I was annoyed and speechless. “Didn’t you promise not to let anyone else know for now?”
Gregory frowned. “I promised not to let others know you were spying and even recorded a video.”
So, by that logic, he was faultless. Was it me who didn’t make my point clear?
“Do you have a beef with the Ferguson family?”
“No.” Gregory looked at me, puzzled, “Don’t you get how ruthless the business world can be? Hanging around with Bryant for three years, didn’t he teach you any of this?”
I was stunned by his terrifying honesty and second question.
I clenched my palm and responded truthfully, “No.”
What had Bryant taught me in three years? Independence, tolerance, patience, and giving.
Apart from treating each other with respect, we had no other interaction. Bryant never involved me in the gritty details of his business world.
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It was Gregory’s turn to pause. He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “You’re an interesting person.”
“Aren’t you interesting, too?” I smiled wryly, “On the one hand, playing corporate games with Bryant and telling his wife on the other, what’s your angle?”
Gregory straightened his coat and draped it over his arm. “If I’m not mistaken, our goals are the same here, aren’t they?”
“How’s that?” I was amused, “Do you know you’ve messed up my plans?”
Gregory was surprised. “I messed up your plans?”
He leaned against the railing, arms crossed, a hint of surprise in his eyes. “You want a divorce?” “Yes, very much so,” I answered without hesitation.
From the moment we lost our child, Bryant and I were over. There were no strings attached.
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