Why the Crocodile Tears (by Flower Sock) novel Chapter 275

Chapter 275

As soon as Gregory finished speaking, the already cold room grew even colder.

Everyone standing around wished they could sink into a hole. They didn’t even dare to make a sound.

Adrian, who’d rushed over after being informed by a staff member, stepped out from the crowd. “What happened?” he asked, breaking the silence.

“Someone picked up Mr. Sinclair’s phone by mistake and accidentally answered a call from Mrs. Sinclair. It shouldn’t be a big deal, right?” said a CEO from a certain company.

“Who knew Mr. Sinclair would react so strongly-”

Gregory slammed the glass in his hand onto the table, startling the CEO into instantly shutting up, not daring to say another

word.

The other senior executives who’d come to discuss business looked at each other, full of confusion. None of them could figure

out why Gregory was so angry.

Facing their puzzled gazes, Gregory kept a stony expression as he picked up his phone, pulling up the call from earlier. He’d set his phone calls to be automatically recorded.

He pressed the “play” button. Anathea’s soft and calm voice came out first. “I’m looking for Gregory. Could you pass the phone to him?”

Actually, anyone with a bit of awareness would have noticed something from that sentence alone.

Very few people in Castenea dared to call Gregory by name, over the phone no less. Only the most powerful elders of the Sinclair family might dare to do so.

Anathea hadn’t just referred to him by his first name, but she also sounded calm and indifferent, as if Gregory meant nothing to

her.

That made one thing clear–despite all the rumors claiming Gregory and Anathea had a cold, estranged marriage and were on the verge of divorce, Anathea still meant something to Gregory.

That was the truth. Gregory had given Anathea the right to be blunt with him.

But people would get drunk and forget their place, thinking Anathea was easy to bully.

“Let me tell you something, Ms. Jacobson. The women who can drag their men back home from us have real power and connections. People who just have the title but no real status should really learn their place, don’t you think? You should stop doing things that are out of your league.

Gregory pressed his lips tightly, saying nothing. He toyed with the phone in one hand while the recording played for everyone to

hear.

Every single line was terrifying enough to make someone fall to their knees, especially the final line. “Of course, he ate me-

It wasn’t even finished before Gregory abruptly cut it off.

Adrian, who was beside him, saw the veins starting to pop on the back of Gregory’s hand as he gripped the phone.

Gregory wasn’t annoyed–this was full–blown fury.

After all, that woman had been flat–out lying.

Yes, Gregory had rushed to Drunk Elysium at 5:00 pm. But it definitely wasn’t to sleep with other women. A problem had come up in a new project that required his urgent discussion.

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Coincidentally, Adrian had also invested in that new project, and Drunk Elysium wasn’t just some pleasure palace for him. It had developed several business–focused services, including top–tier conference rooms for hosting elite guests.

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