How My Ex Became My Next

Cheryl straightened up and headed backstage.

The business summit kicked off soon after, with the host confidently engaging the audience. He quickly got everyone excited.

“I believe we have the cream of the crop here in the business world. Let’s stick to tradition and pick someone at random to share their management tips,” the host suggested.

Right after he spoke, Cheryl stepped out from backstage, shooting a dark look at Gilda.

Cheryl bad her plan all set. She approached a group of rich ladies, a smirk on her face. “Just wait, the real show is about to

start.”

The ladies, confused by Cheryl’s actions, cautioned, “Ms. Baxter, don’t end up tripping over your own schemes.”

Cheryl arrogantly lifted her chin, ignoring their advice, intent on making Gilda look foolish.

However, at this time, the host turned his eyes to Gilda in the crowd.

The host then noticed Gilda in the crowd. “Today, we’re honored to have the President of Glory Corporation, Ms. Lynch, with us! Let’s invite Ms. Lynch to share her insights,” he proposed.

Gilda paused, taken aback.

Gilda thought to herself that Patrick hadn’t mentioned this part. Why would the host suddenly ask her to share her insights?

Nearby, Patrick frowned and asked his assistant, “What’s this about?”

The assistant was just as baffled. “Mr. Lynch, I’m not sure. I’ll check it out…”

다

Catching sight of Gilda, who appeared calm and even smiled subtly, Patrick decided, “Let it be.”

The host then announced, “A big round of applause for Ms. Gilda Lynch!”

The room erupted in applause, all eyes on Gilda.

Gilda maintained her composure, her gaze sweeping across the room and finally fixing on Cheryl.

They locked eyes, creating a tense moment.

The rich ladies at Cheryl’s side began to feel unexpectedly anxious for her.

“Ms. Baxter, your targeting is too obvious. Aren’t you worried about the Lynch family’s retaliation?” one whispered to Cheryl.

Unfazed, Cheryl coolly responded, “If it comes to settling scores, it’ll be after Gilda’s been embarrassed. Even if I go down, I’m taking her with me.”

The ladies shook their heads. “Good luck then, Ms. Baxter.”

Cheryl remained silent, her eyes still fixed on Gilda, the tension thick in the air

Gilda, with a slight smile, made her way to the stage, all eyes following her Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

As she stepped onto the stage, the room quieted, everyone focused on her.

Gilda took the mic, starting simply. “Hi, everyone. I’m Gilda

Her introduction, straightforward and without pretense, made her immediately likable to most there.

“To be honest, I consider myself more of a beginner in management. I don’t have profound experiences to share…”