How My Ex Became My Next

Then Gilda couldn’t wait to run towards Richard “Grandpa, I’m back.”

Richard looked at Gilda who was holding his arm and said unhappily, “It was so dangerous tonight. Why did you go there?

“Don’t you know that those traffickers are so ruthless? What if something happens to you?”

Gilda hurriedly comforted Richard, “Grandpa, I’m fine. I’m sorry to have worried you.”

Richard snorted coldly, “Don’t do it again. I will strengthen your bodyguards in the future to avoid such accidents.”

Gilda nodded repeatedly. “I see, Grandpa.”

While they were talking, Richard raised his eyes and looked at Patrick not for away. “Tell mel How are those traffickers now?”

Patrick smiled, “Grandpa, the police have arrested several accomplices, but the mastermind Ernesto ran away. There is no news yet.”

Richard got angry. “How did they do their work? How could they let him run away? This time, they suffered such a heavy loss, and it is difficult to guarantee that they will not retaliate.”

Richard didn’t intend to continue. He and Patrick looked at each other, and they had a tacitu

tacit understanding.

Patrick then said, “Don’t worry! Grandpa, the Lynch family’s underground intelligence organization is also tracking him. Once they find out where he is, they will immediately arrest him and send him to the

police station.”

Richard’s face softened when he heard this. He patted Gilda’s hand. “Gilda, you must be more careful during this period. Don’t give the bad guys an opportunity.”

Gilda nodded. “Got it, Grandpa.”

Richard then changed the subject and asked, “Did Dillan Miller send you back just now?” Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Gilda reacted quickly. She had already guessed what Richard was going to say next.

Then she hurriedly took the initiative. “Grandpa, Dillan and I are just friends…”

Richard obviously didn’t believe it.

As someone who had been through it, he knew that there was no such thing as pure friendship between men and women.

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However, he didn’t expose it. After all, there was no room for a third party to interfere in the relationship.

“Okay, I think you can handle it well.”

Gilda pretended to take Richard’s advice. “I see. Grandpa, don’t worry about me. It’s getting late. Let me help you upstairs.”

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“You’re still so sweet. I wish you could stay with me all the time.”

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Gilda smiled wittily, “Grandpa, don’t worry! When I finish my one–year commitment, I will go back to Frencia and keep you. company every day.”

“Then you have to keep your word.”

“Don’t worry, Grandpa. I have never gone back on my word.”

Richard and Gilda talked and laughed.

Looking at the harmony between them, Patrick smiled faintly.

Just then, Patrick’s phone rang. It was a message.

He took the phone and glanced at it. Then he turned around and said to the servant, “I have something to attend to. I won’t

come back tonight.”

“Yes, Mr. Lynch.”

Upstairs, Gilda had just returned to the bedroom with Richard when she heard the sound of a car engine coming from outside Richard snorted unhappily, “Patrick is such a brat. He seldom stays at home after he is in love. He hides it well and doesn’t let me see my granddaughter–in–law earlier.”

But Gilda seemed to hear the tea about Patrick. “Grandpa, what did you say? Is Patrick in love? When did this happen? It’s once in a blue moon!”

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