Chapter 527 He Does Not Lack A Woman

Breann was not surprised when she saw Greyson come in alone. Instead, Old Mister Cobb, who was eating the orange that she had peeled for him, snorted coldly in sarcasm. “You guessed it right. He wasn’t brought away this time.” After Breann heard it, she looked at him, smiled faintly, and teased, “I guess you’re feeling sorry for Miss Reese’s ankle, right?” Greyson stood there and stared at her smile. He suddenly could not walk. His head was buzzing, and his throat filled with bitterness. In a rare event, he did not refute her. He just quietly walked to his father and asked whether he felt better. Old Mister Cobb quirked his eyebrows and coldly looked at him. He was not used to seeing his unrestrained son looking so serious. Old Mister Cobb pointed at Breann. “I’m fine. Help me to walk Miss Strickland to the door.” Because of Old Mister Cobb’s words, the two young people in the room could not help but stare at each other. Breann did not think much of it and retained her arrog