How My Ex Became My Next

Hubert wiped his sweat and said, “It seems that Mr. Foster is trying to please her.”

It was normal for him to have a woman at his age, and it was also normal to spend money to please women. But spending 20 million dollars to please a woman was really astonishing. In addition to having a wealthy family, it showed that this woman had an extraordinary status.

After all, in the eyes of men, women were also different.

Jackson didn’t answer, “Put it away.”

The secretary closed the box and put on her coat, “The ticket has been booked. It will take off in an hour. Allath lands at about 10 pm.”

Ten o’clock. The party ends at eleven, so it’s not too late.

“Let’s go.”

Hubert followed Jackson and thought for a while.

Allath.

Gilda was backstage when she received the news that Jackson had boarded her plane.

“Why are you so happy? Ms. Lynch.”

It was Andy, followed by Jensen.

Gilda’s smile disappeared instantly. “Nothing, Mr. James.”

Jensen stared at her and said, “Ms. Lynch is energetic when it comes to happy events.”

“Of course, thanks to Mr. Harrington, otherwise I wouldn’t be so happy today.”

Gilda was calm and sarcastic.

Andy felt the strange atmosphere when they were confronting each other. He waved his hand and said, “No

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matter what happened in the past, we are all friends today. Ms. Lynch, I’m afraid that our overseas and domestic profits will break new highs since the Double 11 Shopping Festival, thanks to you.”

“We need Mr. James’s support to have this day. We share joys and sorrows, unlike some people who get in the

way.”

Connotation Jensen.

He tilted his face and looked unhappy.

Gilda’s got a sharp tongue.

Andy

wanted to smooth things over, but he knew the relationship between them. He couldn’t speak for a moment and said, “I’ll go check it out.”

Apart from the busy staff backstage, only Gilda and Jensen were left. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Do you have to be so tit–for–tat, Gilda?”

“Mr. Harrington, don’t be so serious. I never want to argue with you, but I can’t do it calmly.

Then Gilda was about to leave.

“You are calm to Jackson, but he can’t even show up on your important day. What does it matter?”

Jensen was still thinking about the fact that Jackson took Gilda away in a few words at the bar that day.

Gilda suddenly felt funny and said, “You are a little self–righteous. How did you know that he couldn’t arrive? By the way, I used to have many important moments, but I didn’t see you.”

“…” Jensen didn’t know what to say.

It was the truth, and there was no way to refute it. He clenched his fingers and said, “At least not today or in the

future.”

“But I don’t need it anymore.”

After saying that, Gilda’s phone rang. She turned to answer the call.

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“Hello.”

She

She didn’t know what the man said, and Gilda suddenly jumped with joy. “Mr. Hendricks, you are here? I’ll send someone out to pick you up.”

After saying that, she trotted away from the backstage.

Jensen frowned.

While Eric and others were busy, Gilda ran to the exit in person.

Elmer stood in the staff passage and watched Gilda trotting closer on stiletto heels. She was probably about to go on stage, wearing a red dress and a snow–white coat outside, panting.

“I’m sorry. Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Elmer frowned. “Aren’t you cold?”

Gilda showed the staff’s credentials before the security guard let her in. “No, I don’t feel cold. I pasted on three warm babies!”

Elmer couldn’t help laughing out loud.

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