Chapter 78: Buried Past
Greg clenched his fist resting on the table, his demeanor shifting suddenly. He began packing up the food they were eating, catching Cammy off guard. "Let’s go. I just remembered I have unfinished work that needs to be sent to the board by tomorrow," he said coldly. "If you’re not done, I’ll wait for you in the car."
Cammy frowned, baffled by his abrupt change in mood. "We’ve barely started eating, and now you want to leave? Fine, but you don’t have to wait. I’ll pack the food and eat it on the way."
She quickly began gathering the food containers, but Greg didn’t wait for her to finish. He left the table without another word.
Hurriedly finishing her packing, Cammy ran after him. "Hey, wait! Look, I’m sorry if I overstepped. You brought it up, so I thought it was okay to ask. I won’t bring it up again. Please don’t be upset. I’m really sorry."
"I’m not mad," Greg said tersely, avoiding eye contact. "Get in the car." Without waiting for her response, he stepped inside, leaving Cammy to follow.
She let out a quiet sigh before stepping into the car, quickly fastening her seatbelt as Greg had already started the engine and was backing up without waiting for her to finish.
The ride was tense, with Greg remaining silent, his focus fixed on the road. Cammy shifted her attention to her dinner, eating quickly and avoiding conversation. She thought of several things to say to break the uncomfortable silence but couldn’t bring herself to speak until they arrived at the mansion.
Greg pulled up directly in front of the main door, where a male staff member stood waiting alongside Edward, the butler. Without glancing at Cammy, Greg stepped out of the car and casually tossed the keys to the staff member, who caught them with precision, like a seasoned baseball player.
"Edward, bring some ice to my study and ensure I’m not disturbed. I have work to finish," Greg instructed, striding into the mansion without a backward glance, leaving Cammy standing by the car.