This person was a master!
Mr. Collins tried for so long but only saw the barrier she set?
Harold didn't know what to say.
Jordy continued to crack it. Harold kept staring at the computer.
But...
At this moment, the person whom Jordy and the Collins Group's technicians were trying to find out was sitting on the sofa with a plate of fruit salad while watching TV.
She didn't seem to remember what she did in the afternoon.
The sudden beep of her mobile phone drew her attention.
Nydia, [Sweetheart, let's go shopping tomorrow?]
Gloria, [Tut, you are not worried that my injury will get worse anymore?]
Nydia, [Hahaha, no. You've recovered. Besides, I'm doing this to help you avoid Bryson. He'll be off work tomorrow. If you have an appointment with me, you can get rid of him.]
Gloria rea
