Chapter 42


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    Jensen stood up in fury and followed Gilda and Cheney out of the restaurant.


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    Kn stood behind Jensen and said, “Am I right? A man and a woman have dinner in such a luxurious


    restaurant. Where else can they go if they don’t go to the hotel?”


    Kn patted Jensen on the shoulder and said, “Dude, this woman is a bitch. Don’t care about her.”


    Jensen pped off Kn’s hand and walked towards the hotel quickly.


    Jensen and Gilda had recently divorced, yet Gilda had not only be involved with Patrick but also


    engaged in a rtionship with her subordinate.


    Jensen couldn’t help but think, ‘Gilda, have you changed or are you such a slut in nature?‘


    The elevator door opened, and Cheney went in first. As soon as Gilda was about to step in, her wrist


    was grabbed by a forceful hand. Then she heard the cold voice, “Let’s talk.”


    After Gilda saw Jensen clearly, she sneered and said in an aloof tone, “Mr. Harrington, are you so idle?


    I have something else to do.”


    Just as Gilda was about to go to the room with Cheney, Jensen appeared in front of her. Gilda was in a


    trance for a moment but soon calmed down.


    ‘It should be a coincidence. Jensen could not follow me,‘ she thought.


    “You may talk first,” Cheney said tteringly, but he turned to Gilda and continued, “I’ll wait for you


    upstairs, Ms. Lynch.”


    Gilda narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Cheney’s elevator slowly going up.


    She thought, ‘Do you want to take advantage of me? Let’s see if you’re so lucky today!‘


    The strength on her wrist was getting tighter and tighter, which made Gilda a little painful. She


    struggled to break free and said, “What’s the matter? Go ahead!”


    “Why do you want to sleep with such a scumbag?” Jensen questioned with a grim face.


    Cheney had gained notoriety in Ath for his unscrupulous methods in obtaining whatever he desired,


    including engaging in numerous intimate rtionships.


    Gilda folded her arms as if nothing had happened. “It’s none of your business,” she said to Jensen.


    Gilda’s starry eyes met Jensen’s angry eyes. Every word she said was challenging Jensen’s endurance


    limit. “You and I have divorced a long time ago. You must not have thrown away the certificate.


    “I can sleep with whoever I want. You have no right to question me!” Gilda said.


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    A trace of mixed emotions shed in Jensen’s eyes, and he was outraged.


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    Gilda was right. Jensen was not in a position to question her.


    Gilda looked at Jensen sharply, and he couldn’t hold back his thoughts anymore. “You have indeed


    suffered a lot in the Harrington family these three years, but that can’t be an excuse for you to mess


    around.


    “You can be Patrick’s mistress. At least he can give you the position of general manager of his


    company’s branch in Ath. What about Cheney? What can you get if you sleep with him?


    “You’d bettere to me than him! At least I can give you a lot more than that trash!” said Jensen.


    Before Jensen could finish his words, he was pped heavily on the face. The violent sound attracted


    many people in the lobby to look sideways.


    Gilda’s eyes were sharp, and the transient pain in them disappeared in a second. Then she said in a


    voice filled with cynicism, “So this is how you see me?”


    In the past three years of working at Harrington Corporation, Gilda had made countless deals.


    However, Jensen, as the boss, didn’t appreciate her at all and thought of her in the same way as the


    outsiders.


    Knowing that he had said something wrong, Jensen put the tip of his tongue against his sore gum and


    endured the p.


    Gilda cursed Jensen several times in her heart. After lowering her eyes for a few seconds, she looked


    up again and was already the same bright and confident herself.


    She said to herself, ‘Whatever. It doesn’t matter what Jensen thinks of me.‘


    Gilda said indifferently, “I have my reason for sleeping with Cheney. Don’t worry about it, Mr.


    Harrington.”


    Then Gilda walked into the elevator door that had been opened wide. She didn’t bother to look outside


    anymore and pressed the close button. Then the elevator went up.


    Arriving at the door of Cheney’s room, Gilda knocked gently on it.


    Cheney inside immediately opened the door. He invited Gilda in with a horny smile.


    “Ms. Lynch, I have been eagerly anticipating your arrival,” said Cheney.


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