Become Stronger and Not be Bullied

[OMG, OMG. It's Boss Herman!]

[Watching a variety show and I see the business mogul Herman, OMG.]

[I must say, Mr. Jones' looks are seriously top-tier, like the ceiling of the entertainment industry.]

[I knew that ring looked familiar. It's the masterpiece that Herman crafted when he was 18! Naturally, it's one-of-a-kind, and I remember it being auctioned for over a hundred million as soon as it was released.]

[What's the story with this woman that Herman would design a diamond ring for her?]

[It's just a variety show script, just watch it and that's enough.]

[How does Gloria know Herman?! Haha, there must be some inside story!]

[People like Gloria don't deserve to know someone like him. She must be a kept woman!]

The man, dressed in a suit, walked towards us with a dignified and reserved air.

He approached without looking anywhere else.

Finally he stopped beside me.

His indifferent gaze swept across the necklace on my chest.

I glanced at him and sneered, "Is your company going bankrupt? Why else would you come on a variety show to make ends meet?"

Herman's gaze settled on my face, and he spoke slowly, "I came to see how you are being bullied."

Meanwhile, Judy angrily removed her ring and threw it at Alan.

The man quickly moved to comfort her.

It wasn't long before they reconciled as if nothing had happened.

Watching this scene, I felt like applauding.

They must be locked up to prevent them from harming others.

As a special guest, Herman paired with me.

The female guests upon hearing this looked at me with a mix of resentment and frustration.

Judy turned her eyes slightly, her voice soft and smiling, "It was all a misunderstanding earlier. I hope Mr. Jones won't mind."

The man didn't look her in the eyes as he spoke indifferently, "You should be saying that to Gloria."

The woman's face changed, and then she tossed her hair, thinking she was radiating charm and brilliance, "Remember, Mr. Jones, you helped me at the last banquet, didn't you?"

Herman finally granted her a glance. Just a look, then he withdrew his gaze and his tone became even more indifferent, "I don't remember. I don't recognize you."

I watched quietly, seeing the woman's face turn pale, and laughed in my heart.

This cold block of wood, does she think she can flirt?

Absolutely it was overestimating herself.

The group went upstairs to pack their bags.

Soon after, there was a knock on the door.

I opened it to find Alan standing outside.

Before I could send him away, he began lecturing me, "Gloria, you really went too far today. Maybe it's my relationship with Judy that upsets you, but I hope you can be more understanding of my helplessness. What I do is for our better future. There's no need to provoke other men to anger me."

I raised an eyebrow, silently watching him.

Seeing me silent, Alan thought I was receptive.

A look of 'she loves me so much' confidence appeared on his face.

"A little temper is okay, after all, I spoil you, but women should not overstep their bounds. You can't throw temper tantrums anymore."

He said, leaning in closer, "By the way, Gloria, how did you come to know someone as important as Mr. Jones?" The man hesitated, "Gloria, go and talk to him, help me discuss the big IP script we've been working on. If you can make it happen, I'll surely take good care of you!" Alan spoke, his eyes revealing some lust as he reached out to embrace me.

I suppressed the disgust rising in my heart. I kicked out sharply. With a cold voice, I said, "You make two-timing sound so noble and pure. Should I erect a monument praising your eloquence? Abandoning for wealth and cheating with a so-called tycoon's daughter, now that you know I know the boss, you shamelessly cling on.'' I couldn't stand it and kicked again. "How did I not know you were so disgusting before? If you're really short of money, I might as well burn some for you!"

The man gasped in pain, barely able to stand. His expression darkened, his eyes glaring at me with gritted teeth. "Gloria, I came here today to give you face. Don't push it! You'd better listen to me, or you'll regret it." As he spoke, Alan menacingly reached out for me.

I tried to close the door, but he wedged his foot in, his hand nearly grabbing my neck.