Chapter 1451: We Need a Little Dark House
"You ......" Harvey pointed at Gloria, originally wanted to say a few cruel words, but after the disdainful gaze around him, his momentum suddenly weakened, and he snorted coldly, and pulled up Roy, who was covering both sides of his face and looked at him in a panic, and walked out quickly.
"Good, you're smarter than I expected." Cyril approached Gloria and lowered his voice a little, "However, it is all in vain, you will lose everything tonight, I still like the way you hide in the dark room with your hood, you should stay like that for the rest of your life." β
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, and I won't go back once I've decided to start walking out." Gloria smiled: "And I am different from you, everything you have comes from gifts, and what I have is earned by my own efforts, and you cannot take it away." β
"Hopefully you'll be able to laugh a little bit." Cyril clenched his fists and turned away in hatred.
Gloria breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense body relaxed all of a sudden, only to realize that her palms were full of sweat.
"This sister is beautiful, three-dimensional and positive, super good."
"Sister, she's Dailan's boss, the clothes that the girls were wearing just now are the new ones that their family is about to launch, it seems that they really have a cooperation with Dailan, no wonder they can get the new clothes.
"The owner is so young! So pretty! β
The girls looked at Gloria with admiration and amazement, and then the conversation quickly turned to how to get a new set of blue products.
"It seems that the outside world has a little deviation from Miss Gloria's rumors, this kind of on-the-spot adaptability and way of dealing with people is more than a little bit better than Cyril, and among the younger generation, except for Ciel, I have not seen anyone who can compare with her." In the box on the second floor, an old man with gray hair said with a smile.
"yes, in that case, Hill might have an opponent, just like Jeffrey and I did." Ian Buffett also smiled and nodded, and also looked at Gloria with appreciation, mentioning the past, his eyes showed a little nostalgia.
Gloria's refutation of the performance of Harvey and Cyril was appreciated by most of the guests present, after all, afraid of the identities of Harvey and Cyril, many people present did not dare to say much even if they saw what had just happened.
Gloria turned around, looked at McGonagall and Barbara, and said a little apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. McGonagall and Miss Barbara, for wronging you." β
"Sister Gloria, why do you apologize, it's not you who is wrong, besides, I've already taught that guy a lesson." Barbara said with a relaxed face, but looking at Gloria's gaze was full of favorability, after all, they had only selected beautiful new clothes in her shop at noon.
Moreover, what makes her admire is that she can actually repel those guys with words, which is justified and justified, and let everyone be on their side, this ability is too powerful, right?!
"It's nothing to us, but it's just been a good debate." McGonagall also looked at Gloria with a smile, Roy's affairs Gloria obviously mastered in advance, but their conflict with Harvey and Roy's father and son was sudden, Gloria was able to refute the other party while putting Cyril in an unjust situation, such adaptability and overall vision made him refresh his perception of Gloria.
Watching the girl remove her veil and start living like a normal person, to deciding to step out of the boudoir and into the mall, McGonagall witnessed her growth.
The speed and strong learning ability made him a little moved.
"Thank you." Gloria's face flushed slightly, and McGonagall complimented her with more joy than she had just refuted Cyril.
"You go get busy first, we're just free, tonight is critical for you." McGonagall said with a smile.
"Okay, if you need anything, please come to me as soon as possible." Gloria nodded slightly, she did have a lot of things to do now, such as some directors who had not been able to meet before, take the opportunity to be there now, although Ciel agreed to be on her side, her vote was still quite dangerous.
"Damn it, you're colluding with my Miss Gloria again!" Camilla glared at McGonagall, feeling her heart bleed.
As the guests arrived, McGonagall heard some familiar names and met some familiar guests, and after a brief greeting, she sat in the corner and sipped her glass.
"A guy like that just now, wouldn't it be good to just kill him, what do you do with so many tongues." Camilla came to McGonagall and sat down at some point, took a sip of her red wine glass, and looked at McGonagall with a smile, "If you can't beat her, you can beg me." β
"We are civilized people, you have to learn like Gloria, and if you can solve things by talking, don't beat people to death at every turn." McGonagall said calmly, her eyes following Gloria, who was smiling and talking to someone as she walked gracefully through the crowd, "What a good girl." β
"Ahhh You are not allowed to look at her! Camilla staggered to her feet and stood in front of McGonagall.
"Countess Bathory, there are many people watching here." McGonagall smiled and looked up at Camilla, knowing that she liked Gloria and was there to tease her.
Camilla also realized that her behavior of blocking McGonagall's vision was a bit naΓ―ve, and if it fell into the eyes of others, it might cause some bad conjectures, so she quickly sat back in her position, gritted her teeth and whispered, "Don't force me." β
"I'm a man with two Shadow Stones." McGonagall said calmly.
"You ......" Camilla's face turned red all of a sudden, and she looked at McGonagall with shame and anger, how could she provoke such a pervert who was carrying a photo stone at any time!
With the handle in McGonagall's hands, Camilla chose to shut herself up and didn't speak.
"Speaking of which, I do have someone to kill tonight, are you interested in acting together?" McGonagall leaned over to Camilla, picked up her glass for cover, and whispered.
"Kill whom?" Camilla was immediately interested.
"Custer, an informant whose men have been hanging around the restaurant a lot lately, must have been coming for Connie." McGonagall pointed to the right with a glass, a middle-aged uncle dressed in a tight purple suit.
"No challenge to the goal." Camila just glanced at the man, and then withdrew her gaze with some boredom.
"I need to get some useful information from his mouth before I kill him, so we're going to find a little dark room."
"Little Black House!" Camila's eyes suddenly lit up, and she re-showed a bit of eager expression, "This, I'm good at." β