That Can Be Arranged

Chapter 296

Abruptly, Gregory turned around. Then, feeling heartbroken and angry, he shouted at Nicholas, “Bad Daddy! I hate you!”

As soon as these words left his lips, Gregory rushed to the second floor like a tornado. Then, he returned to his room and slammed the door hard.

Bang! The whole second floor shook like an earthquake had taken place.

Nasty was not enough to describe the sullen look on Nicholas’ face. There was even a feeling of helplessness in his heart.

At that moment, Nicholas knew very well that his relationship with Gregory, which took much effort to become somewhat of a father and son again, would return to square one after today. But, even so, he did not regret it at all. I will never allow anyone to harm Greg! Even if that person is his biological mother!

“President Sawyer—” Edward wanted to say something. However, he was interrupted by Nicholas before he could finish his sentence.

“You have no business here. Leave.”

Looking at the glacial look on Nicholas’ face, Edward could only bite back the words that he was about to say. Then, he nodded and left.

“In the future, Greg is not allowed to go out without my permission.”

After giving his order, Nicholas also turned around and went back to his study.

Two days later, Timothy realized that Gregory had not shown up for several days. And thus, he vaguely figured out a few things. That night, Timothy told Tessa about this matter when he was on a video call with her.

“Tess, President Sawyer seems to have noticed your departure. He didn’t let Greg come to find me these days.”

Upon hearing that, Tessa stayed silent for a moment. Later, with a hint of bitterness in her smile, she said softly, “It’s fine even if Greg didn’t show up. After all, we’re from two different worlds. They are bound to simply be passers-by in our lives.”

Timothy quietly looked at Tessa on the screen. I can sense the reluctance in Tess‘ words. It‘s just that I have no idea why she insisted on leaving. But since Tess doesn‘t want to tal k about it, I won‘t push for answers until she‘s ready to talk about it herself. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

As he thought about that, Timothy changed the subject. He asked Tessa about the progress of her college application.

“Tess, have you successfully registered for college?”

In the past few days, Tessa had been applying for enrolment into Vienna Conservatory. It was just that the progress was not looking well. The college admission qualification in Vienna was challenging to obtain. Tessa had been running around places for so many days but still couldn’t make heads or tails of everything during that process.

In actuality, she felt somewhat frustrated with her lack of progress. However, in order to not worry Timothy, she pretended to be okay. “I’m still waiting for the news, but I’ll find a way. So, you don’t have to worry about me.”

Seeing that Tessa was looking confident, Timothy did not say anything. Instead, he chatted about some family affairs.

It was some time later when the call was finally over. As Tessa held the phone, the smile on the corners of her lips slipped off her face as she returned to the bedroom.

After that, Tessa threw herself on the bed. She stared at the ceiling above her head, feeling lost and miserable. Right now, her mood was very down. She was feeling down not only due to the college affairs. However, it was more because she had a hunch that this time, she might never cross paths with Nicholas and Gregory ever again in the future once she parted with them.

“Greg must be sad,” Tessa whispered sadly. Her heart throbbed in pain as her mind was full of Gregory’s reluctant look when parting with her every time. As for a particular callous guy, Tessa decisively chose to forget about him.

The atmosphere in the room fell into somber silence. Tessa did not know how long the time had passed when the phone that she had left aside rang, breaking the silence.

Grabbing her phone, Tessa checked who the caller was. She was a little surprised when she found out it was a call from Scott. Logically speaking, tomorrow is the performance day for Scott and his orchestra band. They should at this hour?

Feeling perplexed, Tessa answered the phone, “Mr. Brooks, is something the matter?”

“Miss Reinhart, I might need your help with something. The assistant concertmaster of our orchestra was temporarily unable to perform due to a car accident. Unfortunately, the orchestra could not find a replacement for the time being. So, I recommended you to Mr. Miller. Since this is a rare opportunity, do you want to come and give it a whirl?” Scott told Tessa the whole story.

As Tessa listened, her heart was pounding. Once, I had practiced the notes on the music sheets day and night just to be able to perform as