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

Chapter 33

“It’s up to you.” Yadira sounded decisive on the other end of the phone. “Call me if you need anything. I’m always here for you.”

“Thanks,” replied Gilda.

As soon as Gilda hung up the phone, Megan approached her and said, “Gilda, what are you going to do? That bitch is really annoying!”

Gilda said, “Patrick will take me to the banquet held by Allath Chamber of Commerce tomorrow night. All the wealthy families in Allath will be present at that time. I’ll expose that pretentious bitch in front of everyone!”

Megan supported Gilda. “That’s right, Gilda! Let’s slap them in the face with the fact!”

On the night of the banquet, the hall was bright and lively, filled with guests in luxurious clothes.

Gilda arrived a little late. She was wearing a hand–made diamond–embedded luxurious dress, which made her great figure more perfect, luxurious, and noble. Gilda’s makeup was so gorgeous, cold, and sharp. People couldn’t take their eyes off her.

Seeing her, those gossip ladies all began to discuss.

Sherry was holding a glass of champagne in her hand, and all her friends gathered around her with curiosity and ridicule on their faces. “Sherry, is that Gilda really your sister–in–law as the trending topic said?”

“Yeah. The person in those photos looks so similar to her. She is pretty indeed.”

“Nonsense! She’s not qualified to be my sister–in–law at all.” Sherry couldn’t help rolling her eyes. “My brother has divorced her long ago!”

Gilda saw Sherry and then slowly walked toward her with a smile.

“Gilda was just an owner of a small multi–brand boutique back then. She forcibly ruined my brother Jensen and my sister–in–law Madeleine’s relationship and insisted on marrying into our family. We failed to drive her away.

“Jensen hadn’t even touched her before. Gilda worked in the company during the day and worked as a servant at home at night. She was just a free servant.”

Sherry still wanted to say more, so she turned around and went to the bar to get wine to quench her thirst. “Gilda hooked up with a rich man in Geleston this time, so she immediately changed her attitude and asked for a divorce. She’s just an unfaithful woman!”

Those ladies all enjoyed the gossip. When they turned around, they saw that Gilda had come close to them. They were all shocked by Gilda’s sharp aura and didn’t dare to remind Sherry. Only Sherry was still talking.

“She’s really a bitch, isn’t she?” Sherry scoffed. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

As soon as Sherry finished speaking and turned around, she saw Gilda right in front of her. She was so shocked that she even dropped her glass on the ground.

Gilda was holding a glass of champagne, and her eyes were charming and cold. She was taller than Sherry. She glanced up and down at Sherry, snorted, and said, “Why did you stop? I’m listening.”

Sherry still pretended to be tough. “I’m telling the truth. Jensen is going to marry Madeleine. They’re a perfect match. Madeleine is way better than you, a common slut!”

“I just divorced your brother a few days ago, and Madeleine that bitch has already been pregnant for three months. Don’t you understand who’s the unfaithful one?” Gilda sneered and asked.

Carol, who was chatting with others aside, rushed over and pulled Sherry to her side.

Carol pointed at Gilda and scolded in a sharp and harsh voice, “You infertile loser! How dare you slander my son? Madeleine can let me have my grandson. Can you do that?”

Carol wanted to continue cursing but was stopped by Jensen who suddenly appeared. “Stop it!”

Carol looked around and realized that she shouldn’t have made such a big scene, so she shut up in embarrassment.

Jensen had heard Sherry and Carol’s scolding from a distance. They cursed so dirtily, but Gilda was so calm as if she had been used to it for a long time.

Compared with that, Jensen cared more about the truth in their words.

Jensen suppressed his annoyance and asked his ex–wife in a deep voice, “Are they telling the truth? You lived like a servant in the Harrington family for three years?”

Gilda glanced at Jensen and Madeleine and sneered. “Don’t you believe what your mother and sister say most? Why are you asking me now?”