"You..." Harvey pointed at Gloria. He originally wanted to say a few harsh words, but when he saw the disdainful glances from everyone around him, his momentum suddenly weakened. He snorted coldly and picked up her hand. Roy, with a face on both sides and panic-stricken eyes, walked quickly outside.
"Very good, you are smarter than I expected." Cyril approached Gloria and lowered his voice a bit: "However, all this is in vain, you will lose everything tonight, I still like you Wearing a hood and hiding in a dark room, you should stay like that for the rest of your life."
"I'm afraid I will disappoint you. Once I decide to start walking out, I will never go back." Gloria smiled and said: "And I am different from you. Everything you have comes from gifts, and Everything I have is earned through my own hard work and cannot be taken away by you.”
"I hope you can still laugh after a while." Cyril clenched his fists and turned around to leave bitterly.
Gloria breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense body suddenly relaxed. Only then did she realize that her palms were covered in sweat.
"This sister is beautiful and has upright views. She is great."
"Sister, she is Dailan's boss. The clothes the girls were wearing just now are their new models that are about to be launched. It seems that they have cooperated with Dailan. No wonder they can get new clothes.
"The boss is so young! So beautiful!"
Several girls looked at Gloria with admiration and wonder, and then the conversation quickly turned to how to get a new set of Dailan products.
"It seems that the outside world's rumors about Miss Gloria are somewhat biased. This kind of adaptability and way of dealing with people are more than a little better than Cyril. Among the younger generation, except for Hill, I have not seen To be able to compare with her." A gray-haired old man in the box on the second floor said with a smile.
"Yes, it seems that Hill may have an opponent, just like Jeffrey and I did back then." Ian Buffett also smiled and nodded, and looked at Gloria with admiration, mentioning that back then , there was a bit of nostalgia in his eyes.
Gloria's performance in refuting Harvey, his son, and Cyril was praised by most of the guests present. After all, many people present were afraid of Harvey and Cyril's identities, even if they saw what just happened with their own eyes, they would not dare Talk a lot.
Gloria turned around, looked at Mag and Barbara, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Mag and Miss Barbara, I have made you feel wronged."
"Sister Gloria, why are you apologizing? It's not you who was wrong, and I've already taught that guy a lesson." Barbara said with a relaxed face, but she looked at Gloria with a favorable look. Quite right, after all, they just picked out beautiful new clothes in her shop at noon.
Moreover, what makes her admire is that she can actually fight off those guys with words, make everyone stand on their side with reasonable arguments, isn't this ability too powerful? !
"This is nothing to us, but it was a wonderful debate just now." Mag also looked at Gloria with a smile. Gloria had obviously mastered Roy's matter in advance, but they and Ha The conflict between the father and son Wei and Roy was sudden. Gloria was able to refute each other and at the same time put Cyril into an unkind and unjust situation. This kind of adaptability and overall view allowed him to refresh his view of Gloria. cognition.
Watching this girl take off her veil and start living like a normal person, and then decide to leave the boudoir and step into the shopping mall, Mag witnessed her growth with her own eyes.
His fast speed and strong learning ability made him a little moved.
"Thank you." A blush appeared on Gloria's face. She felt even happier when she received Mag's praise than when she had just refuted Cyril.
"You go and do your work first. We can do whatever you want. Tonight is very crucial for you." Mag said with a smile.
"Okay, if you need anything, please come to me as soon as possible." Gloria nodded slightly. She indeed has a lot of things to do now. For example, some directors who have not been able to meet before should take advantage of the opportunity to be present now. , although Hill promised to stand on her side, her vote count is still quite dangerous now.
"Damn guy, he actually colluded with my Miss Gloria again!" Camilla stared at Mag, feeling her heart bleed.
Guests arrived one after another. Mag heard some familiar names and saw some familiar guests. After a brief greeting, he sat in the corner and drank wine slowly.
"You can't just beat a guy like that just to death. Why are you wasting so much money?" Camilla didn't know when she came to sit next to Mag and took a sip from the red wine glass, looking at it with a smile. Looking at Mag, "If you can't beat me, you can beg me."
"We are civilized people. You should learn from Gloria. If you can solve things by talking, don't just beat people to death." Mag said calmly, his eyes following the smiling person who was walking gracefully among the crowd. Gloria was talking to someone, "What a nice girl."
"Ahhh! Don't look at her!" Camilla suddenly stood up and stood in front of Mag.
"Countess Bathory, there are many people watching here." Mag looked up at Camilla with a smile. He knew that she liked Gloria and was just teasing her.
Camilla also realized that her behavior of blocking Mag's sight was a bit childish. If it fell into the eyes of others, it might cause some bad suspicions. She quickly sat back down and gritted her teeth and whispered: "You Don't force me."
"I am a man with two image stones." Mag said calmly.
"You..." Camilla's face turned red all of a sudden, and she looked at Mag with shame and anger. How could she have provoked such a pervert who always carries a shadow stone!
The handle was in Mag's hands, and Camilla chose to shut herself away and remained silent.
"Speaking of which, I do have someone I want to kill tonight. Are you interested in taking action together?" Mag turned his body to Camilla, held up the wine glass as a cover, and whispered.
"Who to kill?" Camilla suddenly became interested.
"Castor, an intelligence agent. His people have been hanging around the restaurant a lot lately. They should be here for Connie." Mag pointed to the direction to the right with a glass. There was a man wearing a tight purple middle coat. Uncle Nian.
"An unchallenging goal." Camilla just glanced at the man and then withdrew her gaze with some boredom.
"Before killing him, I need to get some useful information from him, so we have to find a small dark room."
"Little dark room!" Camilla's eyes suddenly lit up, and she showed a bit of eagerness to try again, "I'm good at this."
