How My Ex Became My Next by Kirk Stanley ( Gilda Lynch )

Chapter 25

Gilda clenched her fists and tried not to do anything.

This man was Dillan, the playboy from the Miller family, who was alto Gilda’s marriage partner arranged by her family.

Gilda wouldn’t be so angry if it was just a marriage partner.

The most basic reason was that Dillan had been preaching about her ugliness since she was five years old. Moreover, he even promised that he would never marry her no matter what happened.

Dillan didn’t like her, and Gilda didn’t even like Dillan as well.

If it weren’t for the fact that Dillan’s father was her father’s teacher, Gilda would have taught Dillan a

lesson.

Dillan was still talking. He didn’t notice the change in the expression of Gilda at all, and he never thought that Gilda in front of him was the Gilda in his memory. “Can I have your phone number….

Before he could finish his words, he was hit by the handkerchief thrown by Gilda. He reached out to pick it up and looked up again. However, Gilda had already walked far away.

Looking at Gilda’s extremely fast pace with a little anger, Dillan was confused.

“What’s wrong?” he said in bewilderment, “I didn’t annoy her, did I?”

Dillan looked at the figure for a long time with disappointment. Then he narrowed his eyes and smiled. again, “Cool. I like it!”

After saying that, he clicked into the chat group.

Dillan: [Big news! I finally found my Miss Right!]

Kylan: [What?]

Jensen: [A woman of beauty and intelligence?]

Dillan: [Yes! That’s it! And she is stately and elegant! I met her!

[This is definitely true love! That’s her!]

Kylan: [Tut! We know what kind of person you are. Buddy, don’t pretend to be so affectionate. I don’t buy it!]

Dillan: [Shut up. Maybe I’ll soon begin my new life and become a good man after meeting her!] NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Jensen: [The odds are low, even lower than winning the lottery.]

Dillan: [I’ll bet you guys I’ll definitely get her within a month! I will post a photo with her in the group chat to make you envy.]

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In the study of the Lynch family, Gilda handed the vintage and exquisite wooden box to Patrick. “I got it.”

“Okay.” Patrick took it over and put it aside, then watched the news at hand.

Gilda asked, “Patrick, why didn’t I notice that you like these old things before?”

“It’s for my friend, Patrick didn’t raise his head when he spoke calmly.

Gilda sat down in the chair and looked at Patrick curiously and slyly. “Who is your friend? Let me know.”

from The style of this pocket watch was feminine. Patrick’s aura was too strong. He usually kept away strangers and had little contact with female friends, so he suddenly asked Gilda to bid him an old- fashioned pocket watch… Gilda suspected that something was wrong with Patrick!

Patrick couldn’t hide from his sister. He put down the tablet and said, “Jackson asked me to buy this pocket watch for Aunt Helen.”

Jackson? Jackson Moore?” Gilda blinked, trying to think of this man.

“You have met him a few times before. Do you still remember him?” Patrick asked.

Gilda nodded but then shook her head. “I have met him… But I don’t know him very well.”

She only remembered that Jackson was from a single–parent family and inherited his father’s company early. In her eyes, Jackson was like a rigid and serious elder who had little contact with her.

At this time, Bob knocked on the door and came in. He said, “Mr. Lynch, Jensen Harrington, the CEO of Harrington Corporation, wants to visit you in person.”

Gilda sneered in her heart. Jensen was really anxious.

“Dillan failed to intercede for Jensen. Does he think I will meet him?” Patrick was gloomy and angry. Tell

him. I won’t see him!”

Bob hesitated, “But…”

“But what?” Patrick asked

Bob said, “Mr. Carl Miller came with Jensen today and said he had to meet you

for a chat.”

Patrick didn’t have to show his respect to Jensen, but he had to respect Carl.

Patrick’s face darkened, and then he stood up. “Invite them to the hall and have a seat first. I’ll be right there.”

He turned to Gilda and said, “It’s inappropriate for you to go out now, I can talk about it.”

Gilda nodded and her eyes

darkened.