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

Chapter 98

Braydon said to John lightly. “Ask them to give their best performances. The bonus would be handsome.”

Braydon hung up the phone.

Gilda asked, “Braydon, when did you start to invest in esports?“

Gilda took a sip of the cocktail, curious.

Braydon said, “Because I am a lousy game player. I lose all the time and am disliked by all my teammates, In a fit of pique, I spent 320 million dollars on hiring someone to build a team for me. I don’t believe that money can’t buy talent.”

Braydon shook his chair and laughed wildly. “This team will be exclusive to you from now on. A gift for

you.

Gilda winked. Thanks a lot!”

Suddenly, Gilda received a call from a strange number. She rejected it without hesitation. Unexpectedly. her phone rang again. It seemed that the caller would not give up.

Gilda answered the phone and said, “Hello?”

“Gilda. I guess now you know how powerful I am. Return the ring to me and apologize to Madeleine.” Derek said arrogantly, “How does it feel to be abused by everyone?”

Gilda smiled faintly and said with heavy irony, “Is this all you can do to me?”

Gilda said slowly and calmly, “I thought you had been doing business for decades and must be really capable of some impressive things. But your dirty tricks amazed me.

“Cheating when tossing the dice, threatening me with thugs, spreading rumors about me. Your tricks are only used by stupid gangsters. How could you anyone you’re prestigious?”

Derek snorted, “Although my methods are not respectable, it is enough to kick you out of Allath.

This is your last chance. If you return my ring now and I happen to be in a good mood, maybe I’ll make the media go easy on you,

“But if you don’t give it to me now…”

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On the other end of the phone, Derek sounded so confident like he had something on Gilda.

Gilda asked, “What are you going to do to me if I don’t give it back to you?”

Derek said, “It will be the seventieth birthday of Mr. Donovan, the chairman of Lynch Corporation in a few days. I know that young man Patrick loves you and doesn’t care about these rumors. But as his grandfather, Richard will definitely not approve of you!

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“If I tell something bad about you to Richard at that time, how long do you think you can still hold your current position as the general manager?”

Gilda was amused. She held back her laughter and said. “I’m looking forward to it. Please tell Mr. Donovan that I will be waiting.

Gilda’s grandfather was always so busy that he didn’t have time for the boss of Donovan Real Estate at all, let alone listen to a local gangster.

Derek said, “Wait and see!” It seemed that he was about to hang up the phone.

“Wait.” Gilda said slowly with a deterrent effect, “This is also your last chance. Ask Madeleine to bow down and apologize to me and then admit everything she has done. I will spare you from tears.”

Derek roared and then hung up the phone, “In your dream!”

Braydon shook his head and said, “He is too arrogant. How dare he make up those crazy stories? Gilly, show him what we got.”

Gilda smiled meaningfully, “It’s time to find a better place for his gold ring.”

A few days later in the hall of Geleston Airport, the screech of the alarm jarred on Gilda’s nerves. Though she was wearing a blanket that the rescue team gave to her, she could not help feeling freezing-

She looked at the tarmac not far from the hall, where a nearly shattered plane was burning and ambulances arrived one after another.

She never expected that she would encounter another air crash. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

When the plane was a hundred miles above the ground of Geleston Airport, its engine suddenly caught fire. The air traffic control asked the pilot to make an emergency landing. But the pilot lost control of the plane again when it was 300 feet above the ground and the plane fell directly on the tarmac.

Gilda clenched her hands and tried to keep calm. She thought she was lucky that she was not seriously injured this time.

In the face of this kind of accident, human was really powerless.

Those who were here to support the rescue team of the airport came and went in the hall, talking on their walkie–talkies from time to time, and occasionally Gilda learned the progress of the rescue through it.

“How many people are still missing?”

“We haven’t had time to confirm the numbers

yet.”

“Be quick! I spot a victim over there. Get there with a stretcher!”

Gilda had a feeling of deja vu.

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