He said, leaning in closer, "By the way, Gloria, how did you come to know someone as important as Mr. Jones?" The man hesitated, "Gloria, go and talk to him, help me discuss the big IP script we've been working on. If you can make it happen, I'll surely take good care of you!" Alan spoke, his eyes revealing some lust as he reached out to embrace me.
I suppressed the disgust rising in my heart. I kicked out sharply. With a cold voice, I said, "You make two-timing sound so noble and pure. Should I erect a monument praising your eloquence? Abandoning for wealth and cheating with a so-called tycoon's daughter, now that you know I know the boss, you shamelessly cling on.'' I couldn't stand it and kicked again. "How did I not know you were so disgusting before? If you're really short of money, I might as well burn some for you!"
The man gasped in pain, barely able to stand. His expression darkened, his eyes glaring at me with gritted teeth. "Gloria, I came here today to give you face. Don't push it! You'd better listen to me, or you'll regret it." As he spoke, Alan menacingly reached out for me.
I tried to close the door, but he wedged his foot in, his hand nearly grabbing my neck.
