How My Ex Became My Next by Kirk Stanley ( Gilda Lynch ) novel Chapter 216

Chapter 216 

Gilda breathed a sigh of relief. 

“That’s good” Gilda said. 

Then she looked up and noticed Jensen on the stage. He was against the light, so Cilda couldn’t see his face clearly, but she could hear his calm voice through the receiver. 

At that moment, Gilda understood his intention 

Jensen’s speech lasted for fifteen minutes, which had already exceeded the original plan. 

However, the reporters didn’t feel bored because Jensen talked about the planning of Harrington Corporation in the future, which was closely related to all the people present in Allath. 

So everyone listened to Jensen carefully. 

“Mr. Sanders, what’s going on? Why did it take so long to give a speech? The assistant whispered in Steven’s ear 

Steven also roughly understood that Jensen was buying time, but he didn’t think that more than ten minutes could change anything. 

“Do you have any backup plans?” asked Steven. 

The assistant immediately replied, “Don’t worry! We have more backup plans. Today’s show must be screwed up.” 

And sure enough, things wouldn’t go smoothly for this show. 

After Jensen finished his speech, the models of the first group were poised to enter the stage. At that moment, a staff member rushed over and exclaimed, “Ms. Lynch, it’s bad! The model wearing the Delft Blue porcelain print dress has injured her foot…” 

Gilda was startled and hurriedly got up. 

“What happened? Where is he?” Gilda asked. 

Then Gilda followed the staff member to the dressing room nearby. At this moment, the model who should wear that Delft Blue porcelain print dress curled up on the ground because of pain. 

The instep of her foot was bleeding, 

“Hurry up! Get the first–aid kita.” Gilda ordered. Soon, some staff brought the first–aid kit. 

“What happened? How did you get hurt?” Gilda asked. 

“I don’t know. When I was trying on the high heels, a sharp object inside the shoe injured me. It’s my turn to go on stage now, but my foot is injured. What should I do?” the model explained. 

Gilda’s heart sank. 

It seemed that someone had planned it. Gilda took a deep breath and asked calmly, “Can you still walk?” 

The model shook her head. 

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