Gloria drove back. Sitting in the driver's seat, she laughed at herself for having an illusion. Otherwise, how could she see Patrick?
Suddenly, she realized something. Gloria stepped on the brakes, her body leaning forward instinctively. She stared forward. The next moment... She unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car, and limped forward. "Patrick! Where have you been? Everyone is worried about you. Do you know that?" Gloria shouted at him with her coarse voice. Her chest heaved violently. Patrick seemed frightened and stared at her blankly. "Gloria," Patrick explained, "Hank said that if I behaved, you would come to see me. I waited for a long time, but you didn't come. I miss you so much!" He looked at a loss and was about to cry. "Have I done something wrong?" Gloria's heart skipped a beat. An indescribable pain spread through her heart and she was caught off guard. Before she could say anything, PatrickThe secretary suddenly stood up. "Sorry, Mandy. Our president said that he wanted to meet Miss Carter alone to seek cooperation this time." Gloria, Mandy, and the other representatives from the Carter Group all looked at each other in confusion. What a strange request it was! Mandy was about to say something, but Gloria stopped her. "Take the others out of the meeting room." "But..." Mandy was worried. Gloria looked at Mandy with determination in her eyes. "Mandy, you know how important this cooperation is to me." It was important to her, as well as the Carter Group. "Let's go," Mandy said to others and took the lead to leave. In the conference room, only Gloria was left. In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a man stood silently. Gloria changed her expression and put on a standard smile. She walked over and stopped three meters away from the man. It was the best social distance. "Hello, Mr. Norman, nice to see you.
Time ticked by. Gloria raised her wrist and glanced at her watch for the third time. Patrick's eyes were fixed on her. The ringing sound of the phone broke the strange atmosphere in the room. Gloria pressed the answer button. She asked, "Have you arrived?" On the phone, she could hear Sean's voice together with hurried footsteps. "I can't go. I'll leave Patrick to you for the time being." Gloria became anxious and called out, "Wait a minute. Leave him to me for the time being? Isn't Hank there?" "Hank is not free. All his men are busy now." Gloria laughed out of anger. "What do you mean by that?" Sean sneered and asked Gloria, "He was shot in Italy. Don't tell me you think it was a coincidence." "What do you mean?" "Stewart will stay in Hammond Group. Hank and I are going to Rome. Think about it. He is not short of bodyguards, but why did he still get shot?" Sean said quickly. Gloria was silent. Although
The bedroom door suddenly opened. Gloria looked up and saw that Patrick had a poker face and returned with a blanket in his hand. Without a word, he threw the blanket onto the floor beside her bed and unrolled it silently. "What are you doing?" She was even more puzzled and asked. Patrick lay down on the floor and turned his back to her deliberately. "You are not allowed to sleep here," Gloria said coldly. Patrick remained silent. Gloria shouted, "Patrick, go out!" Patrick got up from the blanket and turned to yell at her, "Just send me away tomorrow! I don't care! Don't even think about chasing me away tonight!" Gloria didn't expect that he dared to yell at her. "Gloria wants to drive me away. She is sick and no one will take care of her. She is unreasonable!" Patrick shouted again. Gloria was stunned and didn't know what to say. It was the first time that the eight-year-old Patrick had shouted at her. She look
Gloria locked herself in the bedroom for a long time. When she went out, drops of blood were on her pale lips, which betrayed her struggling heart. Everything returned to the past. Gloria walked to the living room expressionless and lay on the sofa in silence with a blanket. Patrick stood uneasily aside. He looked helpless and pitiful. "From now on, you are not allowed to enter the bedroom," Gloria said coldly. Patrick panicked. He asked anxiously, "Gloria, did I do something wrong? So, you don't like me anymore." Gloria looked down at the hem of her clothes in his palm. Mandy's words echoed in her ears. She reached out and pulled back her clothes and walked back to the bedroom. She left behind a ruthless back for Patrick. However, when she turned her back to him, she began to shed tears. Why did she cry? She didn't want to think about it, nor did she have the strength to think about it. The night ended s
Gloria walked home and was thinking about something. While passing a corner, she was suddenly pulled into an alley by someone. With no street lights in the alley, it was dark. A few seconds later, Gloria saw several rogues. They surrounded her with baseball bats in their hands. She became alert and leaned against the wall. "What do you want?" The rogues looked at each other, laughing and ignoring Gloria's question. "Do you know me?" Gloria asked calmly and ignored their ridicule. "You are the eldest daughter of the Carter Group and a rich lady. We certainly know you," one of the rogues said. "Whoever paid you to come here, I will pay double." Gloria tried to come up with a solution in her mind. "Miss Carter, you are half crippled. Do you think you can run away? The person who paid us did not intend to kill you. He just asked us to cripple one of your hands." The head of the rogues laughed. Gloria's mind was a mess.
"I want to see her." Gloria made a decision and said in a low voice. It was not a plea, but an order. Dexter was tactful and knew that Gloria would not give in. He nodded. "I'll take you there." Dexter was clear that Gloria wanted to see Lillian immediately. Since she asked him out at midnight with a single phone call, it meant that she had made up her mind to handle this mess. Also, Dexter knew clearly that Gloria would no longer trust him as before. He did not bother to say more, but led Gloria to a small apartment that he owned. When the doorbell rang, Lillian opened the door and said in a sleepy voice, "You're back. Was the thing so urgent? Was your boss so bored?" "She is not bored, and she is here to see you." A cold voice made Lillian sober in an instant. "Why are you here?" Lillian blurted out in surprise. Lillian did not change much and was even more attractive than before. Gloria enjoyed
Gloria looked at Lillian meaningfully. "You threaten me with the Carter Group?" "Gloria, sue me. By then, the whole world will know that the Carter Group is an empty shell. You will lose everything. Then, can you still question me with such an attitude?" Lillian hated Gloria so much. She thought with hatred, 'Gloria had once been so humble, yet she lived a better life than me after three years! She is so low and cheap. How can she surpass me?' "You are actually good at nothing! You inherited your father's property. Everything you own belonged to your family, and you robbed it from them. Gloria, you are not only lowly but also vicious. You don't even let go of your family!" The more Lillian spoke, the more emotional she became. Dexter's hand was trembling, and he slapped Lillian. "What nonsense are you talking about? Miss Carter has said that she wouldn't pursue the matter. Why are you still making a scene?" Lillian suddenly went mad
At midnight, the temperature dropped abruptly. Gloria woke up when she heard the noise. She listened carefully and found that it was the sound of Patrick rubbing his clothes. She sat up quietly and looked under the bed. She found it strange. Sleeping on the sofa in the living room was much better than sleeping on the floor in her bedroom. If it were Gloria, she would rather choose to sleep on the sofa. Patrick was trembling all over. He wrapped his hands around his body and curled into a ball. "Are you awake?" In the darkness, Gloria asked slowly in a calm voice. The bedroom was silent. No one responded to her. "Stop pretending to sleep," Gloria said lightly. After a while, Patrick finally turned over. He opened his eyes in embarrassment and looked at Gloria. "Gloria," He called out in a low voice to show that he was awake. On the bed, Gloria moved. She said, "My feet are cold." Patrick immediately