Lost Me Gained Regret



The line went dead silent.

I felt more certain of my suspicions and sniffled, "You keeping secrets from me, it's got me worried."

Gregory felt a headache coming on.

Telling her would cause worry.

Not telling her would cause even more worry.

Thinking this, his cold gaze, sharp as a blade, fixed on Lucius who had been clumsily tending to his wounds just moments ago.

Lucius felt wronged but bore it silently.

After dressing the wound, he quietly stepped back.

Gregory glanced at the wound on his abdomen, pinched the bridge of his nose, and finally spoke, "The negotiation didn't go smoothly, but you don't have to worry, I'm fine."

...

I had been waiting for him to speak, and during that agonizing minute-long wait, I was sure something had happened to him.

And here I was, unable to fly over and see him.

That would only distract and worry him more.

"Why don't you just tell me the truth? How can I not worry?"

Gregory let out a soft chuckle, "You don't have to make up excuses to want me back."

"I promise, I'll be back in a couple of days."

Lucius looked like he wanted to say something.

A gunshot wound, flying could tear it open.

And upon returning, wouldn't Jane demand a thorough check? How could he possibly hide it?

Better to find an excuse to stay and heal before going back.

"Don't cry now, I can't wipe your tears from this far away."

"You worry about me, and I worry about you too, give me a break, will you?"

I wiped my face and said, "Then tell me the truth."

"I'll be back the day after tomorrow, and then you can check thoroughly, okay?"

"I..."

"Be good, I still have a meeting to attend. Wait for me to return, okay?"

Gregory gave a signal, and Lucius quickly added, "Gregory, we're abroad, it's not good to keep Mr. John waiting too long." Gregory asked me, "You heard that?"

"I'll call you back once I'm done, okay?"

I guess I couldn't pry anything more out of him now, didn't want to hold up his work.

"Okay, go on."

"Go to sleep, good night."

"Good night."

After hanging up, my heart felt stuffed with cotton, struggling to breathe.

I had napped earlier, so I wasn't sleepy now. I got up and walked to the yard.

The weather was nice tonight, the moonlight clear and refreshing.

The moon was full, signifying the harvest festival was just around the corner.

Harvest festival, a time for reunion.

I just hoped...

He would return safely.

Lucius felt the temperature in the hotel room drop several degrees after the call ended.

He saw a fleeting murderous intent in Gregory's eyes, along with a trace of anger.

"Spill it, who sent you to kill me?"

Everyone on the floor remained silent.

Gregory scoffed coldly and approached.

"Rushing into my room earlier, what did you say? Oh, in English, it's called 'shutting the door to beat the dog'?"

Those kneeling kept their heads down, still not speaking.

Gregory picked up a taser handed to him by an underling.

"Not talking is fine, I'm in a bad mood today, but that won't stop me from teaching you a lesson."

Those kneeling, merely hired for a job, didn't know Gregory well and thought he was asking for a beating.

Their employer's choice of words, "shutting the door to beat the dog," had seemed apt at the time. "Creating an explosion back home to send my assistant away, attacking me alone in my hotel room." "This isn't 'shutting the door to beat the dog.' This is "

"Inviting the gentleman into the urn."

"And in this urn, I'm beating the dog."

Before those on the floor could grasp Gregory's metaphor, they were struck hard, wailing in pain.

Gregory motioned for Lucius to pull one of the intruders up.

Gregory tapped the taser on the camera in front of him, lifting his chin slightly, his demeanor wild and arrogant.

"This lesson cost you a lot, I'm sure you've understood it, right? Samuel Wallin."

...

On the other end of the camera was indeed Samuel.

-A boss of the local mafia, the Wallin family.

Initially, he had agreed with Josiah to take out Gregory.

But now, things were getting interesting.

Watching Gregory's defiant presence on the camera, Samuel thought, "I want to recruit him. Jf.l can have him on my side, I could take over other territories and become the king here."

Josiah was already frustrated that

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"I like people like him," Samuel's eyes gleamed, "It's been a while since I've met someone this interesting."

Josiah was speechless.

What charm does Gregory possess to appeal to both men and women alike?

What Josiah loathed the most was Gregory's arrogance, as if no one in the world could touch him.

Wait.

There was one way.

"Boss Samuel, if you're looking to recruit Gregory, I have a good strategy."

...

My mom was on a business trip, attending the launch ceremony of a high-budget period drama.

With investments running into hundreds of millions, preparation for props and costumes alone had taken months.