Chapter 598 His Trump Card

After returning home, Gregory sat on the sofa waiting as if he'd known that Ormand would come.

Ormand had yet to take off his military uniform. He stepped into the villa with a strong, upright aura.

The troop Nolan led surrounded the entire living room, looking a little bit scary.

Old as Gregory was, he had faced all kinds of situations with Javon.

He had never been a soldier, yet his expression remained usual after Ormand came in with the soldiers. He was tasting his tea.

Ormand walked to the sofa and sat down. Seeing that Gregory had no intention of pouring him a cup of tea, he picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup.

"Gregory, is this how your guest is treated? I am the head of the family yet you don't even want to share your tea with me?"

Gregory's eyes were dark and cold. He didn't even look at Ormand.

"I don't have any good tea. I was afraid you won't like it."