Chapter 77

Gilda covered her mouth and glanced at Braydon. “Nothing. We didn’t say anything.”

“I hope so. Don’t let me hear you talking bad about me,” Vicky warned them.

Braydon, who used to be talkative, stopped talking. “I’m going out to get some fresh air.”

Braydon always became indifferent while facing Vicky.

When Braydon pushed the door open and went out, he saw Jensen standing outside.

The smile on Braydon’s face instantly disappeared. He blocked the door and said in a high tone, not welcome here.”

“You are

Jensen let his assistant hand the fruit basket to Braydon and said, “Give this to her, then.”

Take it and get out!” Braydon waved his hand and said. “Gilly doesn’t need this kind of shit.”

“Has she woken up?”

Jensen didn’t take Braydon seriously. This kind of man who only had a good appearance was not Gilda’s

type.

But Jackson…

sensed a crisis.

woken up and is fine. You can leave now.” Vicky’s voice came from

her. Jensen left

willing to take care of

said, “Keep your voice

“You’re

at each other and stopped

At the dinner.

came to see Gilda.

envelope. “Jackson asked me

it and saw the photos

Chapter 77

the photos

cry and pretend to be weak. I didn’t expect her to be so

nothing serious happened this

and felt really

recover in a few days.” Gilda held Helen’s hand and narrowed her eyes. “Since she laid hands on me, I’ll let

at the international flight exit of Allath Airport when

stroked her belly and leaned on Jensen. She smiled sullenly and said, “Ms. Lynch, you narrowly escaped from death this time. Why

was such a good chance but Gilda didn’t die. What a

attention to yourself first, murderer,”

face froze. She

leave any trace. The driver has already

for her

reporters surrounded them and the microphones almost poked

people has become a

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