Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson)

Hearing that, Gregory didn't even bat an eyelid, as if everything was going exactly as he had expected. He just nodded slightly, an acknowledgment of "Hmm," and then strode off towards the sidewalk. Lucius hurried to keep up, methodically planning their next move, "Should I have the guys follow him?"

"Let it be."

"Let it be?"

Lucius usually kept pace with Gregory's thinking, but this time, he was genuinely struggling to keep up. "He's definitely off to meet the big boss behind the scenes, right? Aren't we going to miss a golden opportunity if we don't tail him?"

While saying this, he sprinted ahead of Gregory, pulled open the rear car door, and then, after walking around to the driver's side, got into the car and started it, only to hear Gregory speak in a calm voice: "Josiah might fall into the same trap twice in a moment of desperation, but the person behind him isn't that foolish."

In fact, they might be even more cunning than we anticipated.

Lucius merged into the traffic, pondering for a moment before carefully saying, "You mean, following them this time would be all risk and no reward for us?"

Gregory nodded slightly, his gaze cool, "Pretty much."

Not only would they fail to uncover the mastermind, but they might also end up worse off.

He never engaged in a losing deal.

Lucius caught on, scratching his nose and solemnly admitting his mistake, "I was too slow on the uptake, almost put our guys in harm's way."

Josiah had just been outwitted by them; how could the mastermind behind him let them trace the connection so easily?

But Josiah had left the house.

The only explanation was a trap waiting for them. Even without a trap, they wouldn't be able to find the person.

Gregory glanced at him through the rearview mirror, his voice tinged with laziness. "No worries, you've been by my side for years not for your brains." Lucius paused, confused. "Was that an insult?"

Unsure, he pondered over it.

When Gregory walked into the hospital room carrying some chicken noodle soup, Ramona was still asleep.

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I made sure Ramona was tucked in

before trying to take the soup from him, "You could've just ordered

delivery, no need to go all the way

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there."

He must be exhausted, having likely not slept last night and then running around all day today.

He didn't hand it over, placing it

the coffee table instead, "The delivery option is from a franchise; it's not as good as the original place."

That was true.

I opened the chicken noodle soup and started eating with him.

But I couldn't shake off a feeling of unease, as if the food was tasteless.

Gregory looked at me, "Worried Pearl won't show?"

"Yeah..."

I was a bit anxious, "Given Pearl's personality, she'd want me to sign the agreement as soon as possible, but it's already late, and she hasn't shown up."

"She won't come."

"What did you say?"

I paused, putting down my utensil, and looked at him puzzled, "She won't come? Why not? Isn't she after the inheritance?"

"Just eat, and I'll explain."

He placed the spoon back in my hand, and after I resumed eating, he began, "Of course, she wants to come, but the antidote isn't with her."

"What do you mean?" I frowned, asking, "Isn't that Kane guy working with her?"

Gregory poured me a glass of water, "He is, but the real puppet master isn't her."

"Not her? Then who else..."

Gregory's voice was chilling, "What they're after might not even be the Myers family's fortune."

I felt a shiver run down my spine, my heart sinking, "What about Ramona then?"