A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

Chapter 1452 - We Will Need A Little Black Hut

Chapter 1452: 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.

Gloria heaved a breath of relief, and relaxed her tense body. She then realized her palms were all sweaty.

“Apart from being beautiful, this big sister also has good life values. She’s fantastic.”

“Sis, she’s the boss of Blue Suede. The clothes that those ladies are wearing earlier in their latest collection are about to be released. Seems like they’re really working together with Blue Suede. No wonder they are able to get the latest collection.”

“The boss is actually so young! And so beautiful!”

Some maidens were looking at Gloria with appraisal and amazement. Then, the topic soon became how to get a full set of the latest Blue Suede’s products.

“It seems like the rumors about Miss Gloria out there were a little biased. Her impromptu adaptability and how she conducts herself in public are way better than Cyril. In the younger generation, apart from Scheer, no one would be her match.” An old man with white hair was chuckling in a private room on the second floor.

“Yes. In this case, Scheer is going to have a competitor, just like me and Jeffree then.” Ian Buffett nodded with a smile. He was also looking at Gloria with appreciation. A hint of reminiscence flashed through his eyes when he brought up the past.

The way Gloria refuted Harvey, Roy, and Cyril gained the admiration of most of the guests present. After all, due to Harvey’s and Cyril’s identity, many of them didn’t dare to speak up earlier even after witnessing what happened.

Gloria turned around to apologize to Mag and Babla. “I’m sorry, Mr. Mag and Miss Babla. You have been wronged.”

“Big Sister Gloria, why should you apologize? You are not in the wrong. Besides, I’ve already taught that fellow a lesson,” Babla said with a relaxed expression, but she was looking at Gloria with a friendly gaze. After all, they had just chosen their beautiful new clothes in her shop that afternoon.

Moreover, what made her even more respectful to her was that she defeated those fellows verbally. She made everybody stand on their side with her reasoning. Such an ability was really formidable, right?!

“This is nothing to us. But that was an excellent debate.” Mag was also smiling at Gloria. Obviously, Gloria had already investigated Roy’s matter way in advance, but their conflict with Harvey and Roy was not planned. Gloria could refute the other party and paint Cyril in a bad light at the same time. Her amazing adaptability to changes and vision of the overall situation had renewed his understanding of Gloria.

He had watched this girl remove her veil, begin her life as a normal person, get out of her house, and enter the business world. He had witnessed her growth personally.

Her fast speed and strong learning abilities had touched him.

“Thank you.” Gloria blushed. Receiving Mag’s praises made her even happier than refuting Cyril earlier.

“Go get yourself busy. We will take care of ourselves. Tonight is crucial to you.” Mag smiled.

“Alright. Please come look for me immediately if you all need anything.” Gloria nodded. She did have plenty to do now. For example, she had to meet some of the board members she hadn’t met before and fight for their votes. Although Scheer promised to stand on her side, her current vote count was still rather precarious.

Damn that fellow. How dare he seduce my Miss Gloria again?! Camilla glared at Mag, feeling as if her heart was bleeding.

The guests began to arrive. Mag heard some familiar names, and met some familiar customers too. After making some small talk with them, he sat in a corner, and began to enjoy a glass of wine by himself.

“Why didn’t we just kill that fellow earlier? Why were we wasting our effort arguing with him?” Camilla suddenly sat down next to Mag and took a sip of her red wine. She smiled at Mag. “You can ask me if you are not his match.”

“We’re civilized people. You should learn from Gloria how to resolve problems with words. Don’t kill people on a whim,” Mag said calmly. His gaze was following Gloria who was talking and socializing to people in the crowd gracefully. “What a nice girl.”

“Aaaaah! Don’t you look at her!” Camilla got up in a flash and blocked Mag’s view.

“Countess Bartoli, people are watching us here.” Mag looked at Camilla with a smile. He knew she liked Gloria, so he was toying with her.

Camilla also realized her action of blocking Mag’s view was rather childish. People would have bad associations if they saw her, so she returned to her seat, and said through clenched teeth, “Don’t force me.”

“I am a man with two photostones,” Mag calmly said.

“You…” Camilla blushed instantaneously, and she glared at Mag with anger and embarrassment. How did she get involved with this pervert who carried photostones with him everywhere he went?

Her handle was in Mag’s hands, so Camilla chose to keep quiet and brood.

Mag leaned toward Camilla while using the wine glass to camouflage his movement, and softly said, “Speaking of it, I do have one person to kill tonight. Are you interested in joining me in the action?”

“Whom are we killing?” Camilla’s interest was immediately piqued.

“Caster. An information vendor. He has been loitering around the restaurant lately. He should be after Connie.” Mag used his wine glass to point at a middle-aged man wearing purple tights to the right.

“What an unchallenging target.” Camilla simply flicked a glance at that man before retrieving her gaze boringly.

“Before killing him, I need to get some useful information from his mouth. Hence, we will need a little black hut.”

“Little black hut!” Camilla’s eyes lit up instantly, and she revealed an excited expression again. “That… is my forte.”