Chapter 821 I Don't Believe You (Part One)

In the face of the quarrel between Greg and York, Leona had no choice but to leave them. As soon as she left, they would stop quarreling. In fact, she was right. Seeing that Greg rushed out, she knew it.

At the door, Greg stopped Leona and stared at her with his sharp eyes. "Who let you meet him again?"

"Who are you to me? Why do I need your permission to meet anyone? " Leona said provocatively. No matter how humble she was, Greg would not let her go. In that case, there was no need for her to compromise.

"Well, I think you don't want the custody of Eden anymore." Said Greg, gnashing his teeth. He didn't want to do this to her either. In fact, he didn't intend to fight with her for the custody at all. He said this just to make her put away her sharp claws.

Unexpectedly, Leona kept silent for a while and finally seemed to have made a big decision. When she raised her head again, her eyes were calm. "I can't give up the custody of Eden."

Her answer caught Greg by surprise. Didn't she want to Eden? This was the biggest capital to pin her down. If she didn't even care about Eden, he really had no way to keep her by his side, unless he imprisoned her.

"Are you sure you don't want the custody of Eden?" Greg asked with uncertainty.

"Yes, but I have a condition. As long as you agree, I won't fight with you for the custody." Said Leona in a desperate mood. There was no way back for her now. As long as Greg agreed to be with her again, of course it was only physical. She didn't care about anything else.

Greg squinted at Leona and wondered what she was up to? Was she discussing this with York just now?

She didn't want to Eden and go with York? This thought made Greg feel a heavy stone pressing on his chest. If she really dared to do that, he didn't mind forcing her to stay. "What condition?"

"I..." Thinking of what she was going to say nex

ould try to force him to admit it.

There was a knock on the door. It was impossible for Greg to come at this time. It must be Omar. Rona was in a fret and didn't intend to pay attention to him, but the constant knock on the door made her more irritable.

"Knock what? What's up?" Rona shouted angrily.

A timid voice came from outside, "Mommy, it's time for breakfast I... I made some porridge."

"You just know eating in a day. If your Daddy doesn't recognize you, you won't even have meals in the future." Rona shouted angrily.

The little boy outside didn't dare to say anything more. He turned around and left the room. Since he remembered, his mother had always been very irritable. He could only be careful not to make her angry.

Outside the door came the sound of Omar stepping away in his large slippers. Rona's anger did not abate at all. She had to remind the child again and leave a good impression on Greg.

"Omar." Rona shouted at the door.

Soon, the sound of slippers came again, and the same timid voice came, "Mommy, do you want to eat? Omar will bring it in for you."

"I'm not going to eat. Come in quickly. Mommy has something to say." Rona said impatiently. She had no appetite before Greg officially admitted Omar.