Chapter 233 Destroy Everything You Care About
Abigail and Gregory both looked up, turning toward the source of the voice.
They saw Tom standing just a few steps away, looking at them leisurely.
Abigail frowned slightly. "Tom? What are you doing here?"
Tom's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes were full of affection as he looked at Abigail. "Indeed, hearing my name from Abigail's mouth feels different from others."
Gregory's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint flashing in them. "Is Abigail someone you can call by name?"
"Then what should I call her? Mrs. White?" Tom glanced at Abigail before finally fixing his gaze on Gregory.
Their eyes clashed in the air.
Although not a word was spoken, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly dropped, like a bomb ready to explode at any moment.
Gregory said in a deep voice, "Tom, delete the video."
Tom raised an eyebrow, his expression unchanged. "What if I say no?"
Gregory said, "Then you should know my methods."
"Then try it. I also want to see whether you, the head of the White family, are more powerful, or if I, the illegitimate son of the White family, am better." Tom's gaze was fixed on Gregory, a hint of barely noticeable madness in his eyes.
Gregory sneered and grabbed Tom by the collar. "You can come at me anytime, but you shouldn't focus on Abigail."
Tom's neck was choked, forcing him to look up at Gregory.
He suddenly laughed.
His voice was cold and joyful, his chest vibrating as if he had heard the biggest joke ever.
In no time, he laughed until tears came out, and even the corners of his eyes turned an abnormal red.
Those eyes, somewhat similar to Gregory's, carried an indescribable madness, looking extremely enchanting.
He leaned closer to Gregory and whispered in his ear, "Do you remember, more than ten years ago, I said that one day, I would destroy everything you care about?"
"You!" Gregory, unable to bear it, punched that detestable face.
Abigail was his weakness, and no one could touch her. Otherwise, they would pay a painful price!
Tom's face was turned by the punch, but his laughter became even more manic. "Gregory, is this all you can do?"
At that moment, a group of reporters suddenly rushed in from outside, carrying cameras and recording.
Another group of people with microphones approached Gregory, their eyes gleaming with the hope of uncovering a big story.
"Mr. White, what is the grudge between you and Tom? Why did you attack him in public?"
"You both have the last name White, is there any connection?"
"There's a rumor online about an affair between Mrs. White and Tom, is it true?"
"Mr. White, please answer our questions directly!"
The reporters kept discussing, quickly surrounding Gregory.
Everything happened so suddenly that Abigail didn't have time to stop it.
When she shook off her reverie and returned to her senses, she and Gregory were already surrounded by relentless reporters.
Abigail took a deep breath, stood in front of Gregory, and coldly looked at everyone, saying, "These are our private matters, not convenient to disclose. Please make way."
Hearing this, the reporters quickly moved their microphones to her. "Mrs. Martin, does your attitude imply guilt? Could it be that you really cheated? That would justify Mr. White's actions against Tom!"
This statement gained a lot of agreement.
They all carried their cameras, frantically taking pictures of Abigail.
Their eyes were filled with disdain. Regardless of the truth, in their minds, Abigail was already labeled as "unfaithful."
Seeing this, Gregory quickly pulled Abigail into his arms, his long, narrow eyes radiating a chilling killing intent.
"I will find out the truth of the video and give everyone an explanation. But before that, if I find anyone spreading false statements, the White Group will not let it go easily."
Gregory stood tall, exuding a powerful and cold aura.
His deep eyes were like icy blades, sharp and intimidating.
The reporters, initially eager to reveal a major exclusive, all took a step back, intimidated by Gregory's presence.
Someone, unwilling to be outdone, muttered softly, "So afraid of us spreading the news, could it be that they have something to hide?"
The voice was so low that he thought no one would hear it.
However, he didn't expect that at that moment, all the reporters around fell silent.
Thus, his voice stood out.
After speaking, he finally realized something was wrong.
He instinctively looked up, meeting Gregory's cold, bloodthirsty eyes.
Those eyes, like a hawk eyeing its prey, seemed ready to pounce and bite at any moment.
The man was stunned for a moment, then his body began to tremble uncontrollably, his legs going weak.
He wanted to escape, but his feet felt like they were filled with lead, too heavy to lift.
At that moment, an overwhelming fear surged to his heart, almost suffocating him.
Gregory finally spoke, his voice still cold but inexplicably terrifying. "You can try to spread it."
With these words, the room fell silent again.
The reporters nervously swallowed, fearing they would be next, and quickly ran away.
"We have other things to do, we'll leave now."
"Mr. White, don't worry, we didn't see anything."
In just a few seconds, the once crowded and noisy hallway was left with only the three of them.
Gregory finally turned his gaze back to Tom, his thin lips curling into a cold smile. "Is this all you can do?"
Tom wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a sinister look flashing in his eyes. "This is just a warning. We have a long way to go."
After speaking, he gave Abigail a deep look before turning and leaving.
Watching his disappearing figure, Abigail suddenly felt uneasy. She tugged at Gregory's sleeve, her face full of worry. "Mr. White, what exactly does Tom want? Why is he always against us?"
Gregory shook his head. "I don't know, but no matter what, I won't let him hurt you. Don't be afraid."
Anyone who dared to harm Abigail would pay the price!
Abigail's delicate lips curved into a faint smile. "With Mr. White here, I'm not afraid at all."
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