We Will Need A Little Black Hut

"You…" Harvey pointed at Gloria. He wanted to say some harsh words, but after meeting the surrounding disdainful gazes, he was immediately deflated. He pulled Roy, who was covering his face with a panicked gaze, and quickly strode out.

"Very good. You're smarter than I anticipated." Cyril approached Gloria, and said in a low voice, "However, all your efforts will be in vain. You're going to lose everything tonight. I still prefer the way you looked with your head all covered up, hiding in a dark room. You should've stayed like that for the rest of your life."

"Then I'm sorry to disappoint you. I will never go back there since I decided to step out." Gloria smiled. "Besides, I am different from you. Everything that you owned was given to you, but everything that I have was achieved by my own hard work. You could never take it away from me."

"I hope you can smile later." Cyril clenched his fists as he left in a fit of anger.