How My Ex Became My Next

Listening to that rich lady, Cheryl’s fingers dug into her own skin without making a sound, yet she seemed totally numb to the pain.

But then, Zaid, popped up out of nowhere, heading straight for Cheryl.

A slap rang out, and Cheryl touched her face in disbelief, asking, “Dad, why did you hit me?” with confusion and hurt in her

voice.

Zaid was furious because Patrick had already sent someone to warn him, all thanks to Cheryl picking on Gilda.

“Cheryl, you’ve really crossed the line this time. Didn’t I warn you before we came here? And you still went ahead and messed with Ms. Lynch!” Zaid scolded.

Cheryl, covering her face, couldn’t believe her usually doting dad had just slapped her in public, all because of Gilda.

Cheryl looked down, silent, swearing to herself that she’d make Gilda pay.

Zaid gave Cheryl a fierce look and continued, “You messing with Ms. Lynch could ruin Baxter Appliances Company. Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”

Cheryl bit her lip, silent.

Seeing her lack of remorse, Zaid bluntly said, “Stop making a scene. Get the hell out of here.

Cheryl looked up, tears starting to form. “Dad…”

“Don’t call me! I’m cutting off all your spending money until Baxter Appliances Company is safe,” Zaid declared.

Cheryl wilted in an instant, but Zaid wasn’t about to coddle her. He scanned the hall for Gilda, hoping to apologize.

At that moment, Gilda was swamped by people, making it impossible for Zaid to get near.

After handling the business bigwigs, Gilda finally caught a break.

She sat down on a couch and sighed. Throughout the crowd, one gaze never left her.

Gilda raised an eyebrow, clearly feeling the intense stare. She scanned the hall.

The gaze disappeared. Gilda frowned, thinking she imagined it.

Once Gilda looked away, someone stepped from behind a column, eyes locked on Gilda with a chilly look.

“Goddess, you were just too cool!” Dillan had moved closer and sat beside her, admiration in his eyes.

Gilda teased, “Mr. Miller, taking over Miller Corporation seems smooth sailing for you.”

Dillan replied, “I still prefer working at Glory Corporation. At least… I can see you every day.”

Gilda stayed quiet.

Dillan continued, “Right when I got back, my dad started asking when we could set a wedding date. Goddess, you’re single, why not consider it now?”

Dillan looked hopeful. Gilda smiled and said, “Mr. Miller, I just don’t want you to end up regretting it if you meet someone you like more later on…” Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Dillan got serious. “Goddess, you’re the one for me. I don’t want anyone else in this world.”

Gilda just shook her head slightly. She didn’t see Dillan’s feelings as true love.

“Mr. Miller, let’s make a bet,” Gilda suggested.

Dillan perked up. “A bet? If you lose, will you marry me?”

“Is that all you care about?” Gilda asked.