The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 277 Your Son Is Here_1

Greg Jensen thought for a moment and said, “Let’s meet tomorrow. I just got back today and have some matters to deal with.”

“Okay, then I’ll wait for you at Wanhe Garden for the next couple of days.”

“Hmm.”

After hanging up the phone, Greg Jensen fell silent for a moment before asking, “How was Angela Stuart dealt with?”

“As per your instructions, Cindy Harrison gave the $500,000 to her as evidence to be submitted, then we supplemented another $500,000 from our side.”

Trey Holmes paused for a moment and continued, “The money was fronted by the Carter Family.”

“Hmm, remind me tonight to transfer the money to Theo Carter.”

“Understood.”

After all, Angela Stuart was Vince Cooper’s classmate, and out of respect for Vince Cooper, Greg Jensen didn’t want to be too harsh on her.

Although her getting involved between him and Cindy Harrison was entirely due to Angela Stuart’s own greed, Greg Jensen still had Theo Carter give her an additional $500,000.

As for Angela Stuart’s situation, even if Vince Cooper found out, she wouldn’t be able to complain. The only reason Jensen hadn’t told her was to avoid spoiling her positive impression of him.

When he returned to the Imperial Scenery Complex, Trey Holmes had prepared bathwater for Greg Jensen, and afterwards, he cooked a lavish dinner.

By the time Greg Jensen finished his bath, the meal was ready.

After the two quietly finished dinner, Trey Holmes brewed a pot of tea for Greg Jensen and placed it on the coffee table by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Greg Jensen sat in the lounge chair, gazing at the river view outside the window, and quietly strategized about the future of Zhang’s Private Kitchen.

Unlike Dreamscape Garden, Zhang’s Private Kitchen didn’t have professional managers; it was entirely managed by Cindy Harrison.

Now that Cindy Harrison was in custody, Zhang’s Private Kitchen was bound to descend into disarray and likely would have to close its doors for good before long.

It was stable business at Dreamscape Garden, so it was time to open a subsidiary store.

If he could take over Zhang’s Private Kitchen, not only would it save a lot of effort, but he could also retain the existing customer base.

In the same location, with the same type of restaurant, regular customers would naturally want to come and try it out, see what it was all about.

From the menu to the service, Dreamscape Garden was incomparable to Zhang’s Private Kitchen.

Greg Jensen was confident he could keep all of the former regulars and turn them into Dreamscape Garden’s clientele.

“Trey, notify Kingsley Harrison in the morning to keep an eye on Zhang’s Private Kitchen’s situation. If there’s a chance, let’s take over that place and open another branch,” he said.

“Understood, boss.”

After Trey Holmes had cleaned up the dishes and walked out of the kitchen, he asked, “Do you have any specific price requirements?”

“No, as long as they’re looking to sell, let’s take over directly. Also, tell Kingsley Harrison when taking over the place, try not to use the name of Dreamscape Garden; it’s best to avoid unnecessary trouble.”

“Understood, boss.”

Greg Jensen turned his head, looked at Trey Holmes, and smiled, “Alright, you should go to sleep. I will stay up a bit longer by myself.”

“Understood.”

Trey Holmes replaced Jensen’s tea with a fresh pot, then returned to his own bedroom.

As Greg Jensen stared at the moonlight outside the window, he sunk into deep contemplation.

The charges against Cindy Harrison for false accusation were irrefutable, so even if she tried to wriggle out of it, she wouldn’t be able to overturn the case.

But that wasn’t enough!

Cindy Harrison was just a sideshow; Ethan Locke was the real architect of all the trouble.

To simply dispose of him in the shadows? That would be letting him off too easily!

As Greg Jensen was pondering how to deal with Ethan Locke, his phone suddenly rang. He took it out and saw it was Liliana Grey calling.

“Hello, why are you calling so late?” Greg Jensen asked with a laugh.

Liliana Grey snorted, “You have the nerve to ask. If I hadn’t heard about you causing a scene at the Locke family wedding, I wouldn’t have known you were even at the Inspectorate!”

“Ha ha, that wasn’t exactly a glorious affair, I couldn’t very well broadcast it, could I?”

“What exactly is going on with you and the Locke family?”

Greg Jensen fell silent for a moment, then laughed and said, “Actually, it’s nothing major, just some past grievances with Ethan Locke, and incidentally, I helped you get your revenge.”

Upon hearing this, Liliana Grey was taken aback, then remembered that on the morning of their first meeting, Greg Jensen had indeed promised to take revenge for her.

She felt an inexplicable sense of emotion, a haze of tears already rising in her eyes as she chided, “You fool, you still shouldn’t have caused such a scene at someone’s wedding reception.”

“Liliana, I’ve said it before, it’s not just about avenging you, I also have a personal grudge against the Locke family!”

Greg Jensen knew she was concerned about him, so he reluctantly recounted the matter between himself, Cindy Harrison, and Ethan Locke.

Upon hearing this, Liliana Grey fell silent. After a long while, she finally asked, “So… what do we do now?”

“What do you mean, ‘what do we do’?”

“The Locke family!”

Liliana Grey asked somewhat nervously, “You’ve slapped the Locke family in the face. How could they let you off the hook?”

“Heh, don’t worry. I’ve never taken the Locke family seriously,” Greg Jensen said nonchalantly.

“You…”

Liliana Grey instinctively wanted to argue, but listening to Greg Jensen’s tone, she felt that what he said was actually the truth.

In her mind, the image of Greg Jensen’s imposing and dominating presence suddenly surfaced.

For a moment, her body actually went soft, and her voice turned tender and delicate.

“Still, you can’t talk like that. Whether or not you take the Locke family seriously is your business, but you can’t deny their status in Jamae City.”

“Hmm, did you call for something in particular?”

Hearing a hint of impatience in Greg Jensen’s voice, Liliana Grey quickly said, “I missed you. Won’t you come over?”

Greg Jensen replied indifferently, “No, I won’t. I’m about to sleep. I need to have a good rest tonight.”

In a coquettish voice, Liliana Grey said, “Then how about I come over to you?”

“My assistant is home; it’s not convenient.”

“Oh, how vexing. You’ve left me all weak, and now you don’t care to see me,” she complained.

Liliana Grey had always maintained an image of a cool and distant beauty, but now, suddenly acting flirty, Greg Jensen found it a bit hard to adjust to.

He replied with a touch of helplessness, “Can you talk properly?”

Liliana Grey huffed, her tone then became cold and seductive. “I want to sleep with you. It’s your choice—do you come here, or do I go there?”

“I’ll be damned…”

Before Greg Jensen could respond, Liliana Grey switched back to her sweet tone, “How about I come pick you up then? I’ll be there in ten minutes!”

After that, she hung up abruptly.

Greg Jensen stared at the darkened screen, momentarily dumbstruck, then he sighed with resignation.

He knocked on Trey Holmes’s door and said, “I won’t be coming back tonight; I’ll call you tomorrow morning.”

Trey Holmes stepped out wearing a lace nightgown and asked, “Should I come with you?”

“Why would you come? To cheer me on?”

“Uh…”

Trey Holmes instantly turned as red as an apple, stammering, “I mean… boss, good luck.”

After saying that, she zipped back into her room like someone touched by electricity, then closed the door behind her.

Having teased his assistant, Greg Jensen was in high spirits. He laughed heartily, returned to his room, and changed into a fresh set of clothes.

Right after he was ready, Liliana Grey’s call came through.

It was only when Greg Jensen stepped outside that he realized it had begun to snow.

Under the dim streetlights, a white Range Rover was parked, and beside it stood a woman in her thirties, dressed in a white down jacket.

Her face bore a smile of joy as she approached gracefully amidst the snowflakes.

As she got closer, she suddenly picked up the pace, then leapt up and clung to Greg Jensen.

“We’re on the main street, be mindful of the impression you’re making,” Greg Jensen said, unamused.

Liliana Grey rolled her eyes at him and retorted, “What’s there to fear? Nobody’s out in this heavy snow.”

A thought crossed Greg Jensen’s mind, and he smirked mischievously, “Your son is coming.”

“Ah, where?”

Liliana Grey hurriedly jumped down and looked around, but the street was desolate, devoid of any human presence.