Chapter 809
No one responded to Clarence.
Dailey had already stumbled out of the VIP box, a little worse for wear.
Gregory followed him, making sure he didn't cause a scene.
The last thing they needed was to get dragged into another mess.
"Hey, buddy."
Buddy appeared in an instant, and Gregory nudged Dailey towards him, "Get him home, will you?"
"Take me to Christine's place," Dailey managed to say.
Buddy only listened to Dailey, "Sorry, Mr. Ford."
Gregory couldn't let Dailey run wild, but he also didn't want to babysit him all night.
"I know you're not blackout drunk."
He knew Dailey's tolerance better than anyone.
If a few drinks could knock him out, he'd have been in deep trouble a long time ago.
"Dailey, listen, Christine is Jane's best friend. You need to handle this like a man. If you hurt her, no matter how much you beg, I'm not helping you out."
"It's not..." Clarence came out, "Greg, what's the deal with Dailey and Christine?"
Gregory, fidgeting with his wedding band, suppressed his irritation, "They're exes."
"Exes???"
Clarence was shocked, "When were they even together?"
He had no idea they had dated.
And now they're exes?
Again, no one answered him.
When Lucius arrived, Gregory made sure Dailey heard his piece before letting him leave in the car.
Dailey sat on a curb by the roadside, lighting up a cigarette.
Buddy silently stood guard.
Clarence, torn between speaking and staying silent, finally blurted "Bro,
s going on with you and
Christine?"
Dailey didn't reply, his face obscured by the swirling smoke, but Clarence could feel his desolation.
The word surprised him.
Although he usually called Dailey by name, or "Bro Dailey" when he was buttering him up, he always looked up to him. Dailey and Gregory might both seem cunning and sly, but Gregory at least showed some of it on the surface.
You could get a glimpse of it when he was joking around.
But not Dailey.
He was always calm, unfazed by changes, understanding of life's hardships without being worldly.
Clarence thought he'd never see Dailey at a loss, heartbroken.
Even Dailey's first love, which Clarence thought had hurt him, never seemed to bring him low.
"You and Christine... Bro Dailey, you really liked her?"
This time Dailey spoke up, "Yeah, a lot."
Clarence was stunned, standing up straighter.
He had never thought Dailey and Christine were that close.
In such a short time, to fall that deep?
He couldn't accept or believe it.
"Greg said... you guys... broke up?"
Dailey flicked the cigarette butt into a trash can, looking up at the dark sky, "No, we could never break up."
...
When Christine heard the doorbell, she knew Gregory had arrived to drop off Jane.
She peeked out, a tiny movement that Gregory caught.
"He didn't come. Wanted to, but I stopped fim. Though, if you wanna see him, just call. He's probably still out, not home yet. One call, and he'll show up."
Christine just responded, "Mr. Ford is good at playing both sides, offending no one."
"I've got a lot to learn from you about e
diplomacy," Gregory replied, clearly not keen on meddling further in their affairs. If not for Jane's concern, he wouldn't bother asking.
"Darling, let's head home," Jane said to Christine with a wave, "We're off."