Chapter 312
How My Ex Became My Next by Kirk Stanley ( Gilda Lynch )
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Megan nodded and continued, âSheâs getting more arrogant.â
Gilda hurriedly comforted her, âThose whom the gods wish to destroy they first make mad. Itâs time for me to get even with
her.â
Gilda had a sharp look in her eyes.
After Gilda hung up the phone, Eric pushed open the door and came in. âMs. Lynch, we have contacted Alan. He asked us to meet at Dragon Manor at eight oâclock tomorrow night.â
Gilda smiled wickedly, âTell him Iâll be there on time.â
Eric reminded her, âShould we inform Frenciaâs headquarters and arrange for some people to come over â
âDonât bother. Just bring our local security guards. This is a lawâbased society, and they wonât do anything stupid
âYes, Ms. Lynch.â
After Eric left, Gilda raised her eyes and looked out of the window. She could overlook the whole city in front of her.
Gilda tapped on the table rhythmically as if she was calculating something.
The next evening.
At seven oâclock, wellâtrained bodyguards were already waiting at the gate of Glory Corporation. Gilda didnât inform anyone and got in the car alone.
After modification, the black sedan looked cool and drove along the road until it finally arrived at Dragon Manor.
âMs. Lynch, here we are.â
Gilda was dressed in a black suit, looking very impressive. She got out of the car and walked straight into it without any extra expression on her cold face.
As soon.
as she arrived at the door, she heard someone laugh. âMs. Lynch, you are really brave. You dared to come here alone. Itâs impressive.
Gilda looked up and saw a man in his forties sitting on the main seat. He was fat, with a large beer belly.
âAlan, Iâve heard a lot about you!â
Gilda stepped in and noticed a man sitting beside Alan. The man looked at her as soon as she came in.
Gilda knew him!
He was Levi, the man with Madeleine in the photo.
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Leviâs eyes darkened. A crafty look came to his eyes.
âMs. Lynch, please have a seat!â Alan invited Gilda to sit down and then ordered his servants to pour some coffee for Gilda.
âWhat are you waiting for? Pour my best coffee for Ms. Lynch.â
Gilda didnât look around.
She couldnât help but look at the chessboard in front of Alan. It was a game of chess, and the situation on the board was evenly matched. Victory hung in the balance.
âMs. Lynch, do you have any idea about my chess game?â Alan couldnât help asking, but there was a touch of surprise in his
.
He had no other hobbies.
He loved chess all his life, but after so many years, he had never met an opponent, which made him very distressed
Gilda didnât come to play chess today. She came here for an explanation.
Therefore, she smiled lightly and replied, âIâve learned chess before, but I am not good at it.â
Levi, who was sitting on one side, couldnât help but smile, âMs.
, you are too modest.â
Immediately, Levi said to Alan, âAlan, how about playing a game of chess with Ms. Lynch?â
Alan was also in the mood.
âSounds good! Ms. Lynch, what do you think?â
Gilda raised her eyebrows slightly and didnât forget the purpose of her visit, so she said, âAlan, shouldnât you give me an explanation for what your people did in Llandre?â