How My Ex Became My Next

At the mention of this, a murderous look flashed in Jackson’s eyes. “Well, you don’t have to worry about it

Gilda caught it. She raised her hand and fixed his collar for him.

“Jackson, you are always gentle and don’t get blood on your hands. I can help you when necessary. I am not afraid of anything.

When Gilda said this, her eyes were unprecedentedly firm, and the murderous look inside was no less than that of Jackson.

Over the years, she had experienced many things. She was no longer an innocent girl and knew that there had never been any so–called peace in this circle.

Jackson grabbed her hand and asked, “Sharing life and death?”

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And I know why he said that.

The murderous look in his eyes disappeared. He held her hand and rubbed it in his palm, “No, Gilly, don’t bow your head for me.”

A few hours ago, at dingli.

Jackson took over the group at the age of 18. He was a well–known executor. When he came back from abroad, he

surprised the headquarters without saying goodbye to anyone.

All the soldiers were in a mess, and they couldn’t hold the documents steadily. They trembled and said, “Mr. Cooper.

“Mr. Hughes.

“Mr. Hughes…

Dressed in white, Jackson looked cold and expressionless. Before entering the elevator, Yolanda appeared behind

him

“Calvin took over the subway project in this city. The board of directors has become more and more trustful to him after two years of achievements.”

Jackson stared at the numbers jumping in the elevator and asked, “Where is he?”

*He…

The elevator reached the top floor and opened. When the staff of the General Secretary’s Office saw him, they hurriedly called him.

Yolanda stepped forward and pressed it. “Don’t you know who this is?”

No one dared to move.

Jackson directly pushed open the door of the executor’s office and stood in front of it.

A handsome and evil man was sitting in the main seat, while a half–dressed woman sat on his lap. At this moment, she was so scared that she Hugged him.

“Mr. Miller!”

Calvin’s smile froze on his face. He patted her back and said, “It’s my brother. What are you afraid of?”

Jackson stepped forward, took out the remote control from the messy table, and pressed it. The French windows were all opened, and fresh air gushed in.

“I’m so happy in Southland that I am playing with women in my office.”

Calvin stopped smiling and said, “Can’t you see my brother is unhappy? Get out of here now.”

The woman ran out with her clothes in her arms.

“Yolanda, deal with it.” Jackson didn’t even look at it.

Yolanda understood. She grabbed the woman’s slender wrist and didn’t let her move.

“Stop!” Calvin didn’t look at her either. He just stared at Jackson and said, “My girlfriend? Does he want to have sex with mer

“Nanzhou, this woman has ruined your mind and the morale of Dingli. I’ll help you get rid of her.”

“Do you know about the style of Ding Li?” Calvin couldn’t help laughing.

A mole at the corner of his eye rose when he smiled, looking very evil.

Jackson was not irritated by his laughter but walked to the wind and blocked most of the sunlight.

“I don’t know you, but there is one thing. If I wanted to understand it, you wouldn’t even stand here.”

Calvin froze for a moment and said, “Boss, it’s hard to end the conversation if we talk too early.”

“Yolanda.” Jackson said again.

Yolanda walked out of the crowd with the woman, and her cry for help echoed across the floor.

*Secretary Huang! Let me go! I don’t want to die!”

“Mr. Moore, help me!”

“Mr. Moore.” Hearing this, Jackson sneered, “Does she know that your real surname is Wilson?”

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