Chapter 185
When Derrick took out the cigarette case, he took out a lighter as well. Gloria grabbed both the cigarette and the lighter.
Derrick was stunned. "What are you doing?"
Gloria dodged him, lit the cigarette, took a puff of smoke, and exhaled a white mist. Then she looked at him and said, "Mr. Fisher, see? What do you really know about me? You don't even know that I smoke, and you just assume that the woman standing in front of you is not a gold digger?"
Gloria glanced at the panic-stricken Derrick mockingly, her expression was magnified in the white smoke.
Right now, the expression on Gloria's face made her look like a gold digger who despised a poor boy.
"Go away," Gloria's eyes turned cold, and she deliberately said with disdain.
She flicked the ash off, but
