Chapter 42

Lori's eyes went wide open as she trembled in rage. It took Beatrice stepping in to calm her down. Something stirred in the banquet hall, drawing everyone's attention. Gregory showed up wearing a gray shirt, black slacks, and a dark coat. He was dressed sharp, his features still as stunning as ever. He just seemed a little more seasoned and astute than two years ago. He walked past everyone with a blank expression, his eyes sharp and intense. But they softened the moment he looked at Blair. Blair nodded at Gregory, her gaze cold and hard. Her chilly demeanor felt like a knife stabbing into his heart. For some reason, the throbbing pain set him off. She actually bothered to come back. He thought that she was heartless enough to stay away from Kingstead and never set foot in the Croft residence again. At the end of the day, she still cared about him. All she had to do was say she was sorry, and he would let bygones be bygones. Beatrice had been watching Gregory since he came in, s