How My Ex Became My Next

Frencia was in the afternoon. All nine directors, senior executives and members were present in the large

meeting room.

As soon as Jackson walked in, all eyes fell on him. He glanced at Calvin and found that he had returned to his

seat.

Picked up a smile at him.

Jackson sat down in the main seat and asked, “Aren’t you hospitalized?” Looks like he’s all right now.”

Calvin sat on the side of the first row. Hearing this, he shook his bandaged wrist and said, “I’m a workaholic. Everyone knows that I have never been absent from a regular meeting in the past few years when Robert was away. So even if I am injured, I will go back home to take charge of the overall situation in case something happens to him.”

His sarcasm and naked ambition were all written on the surface.

Jackson didn’t reply. He opened the file and said, “Sorry to keep you waiting. Let’s start the meeting.”

A director under the stage said, “Mr. Hughes, are you back from abroad?”

Jackson paused and looked around.

Yolanda whispered behind her, “I didn’t reveal your whereabouts.”

He said frankly, “Yes. I have something to deal with.”

The other party insisted, “It seems that Dingli has no relevant projects in Allath.”

Allath knows that he has gone. Jackson tidied up his sleeves and said calmly, “I have to deal with some personal

matters.”

“It’s good that you don’t have to go back home and be busy with the FL Group. Mr. Lewis, remember that we NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

can’t do two things at once; otherwise, we will worry about you.”

Instead of mentioning Gilda, he turned to the FL Group, which meant more warning. Dingli’s old antique, to his outside running their own business has long been dissatisfied, take this opportunity to play.

Jackson smiled and glanced at Calvin. “If you have evidence of my violation, you can complain to the committee. If not, let’s start the meeting.”

The man lifted the cup with dissatisfaction and took a sip.

“It seems not. Let’s continue.”

After giving the order, all departments began to report on their work. There were indeed a lot of things that had not been dealt with in the week he left. When the meeting ended, it was four hours later.

Walking out of the meeting room, Jackson took out his private phone and turned it on. After receiving Gilda’s reply, he eased a little bit.

“Eldest brother.” A voice came from behind. It was Calvin. He smiled and said, “It’s really hard to fly here and

there. Is Ms. Lynch okay?”

Obviously, he already knew why Jackson went to Allath and who Gilda was.

Jackson said indifferently, “You’ve been working hard in Southstate. Why do you hurt yourself to come back

here?”

Hearing this, Calvin’s expression gradually calmed down. “I just want to share the work for you. This is nothing.”

They went to the CEO’s office together, followed by Yolanda. Seeing that Jackson was in a cold sweat, it was obvious that he was angry.

Larry stood in front of the desk with an amiable and irresistible air. He waved his hand on the paper without looking up, “The meeting is over?”

Jackson replied, “All the recent affairs have been dealt with. I’ll let you worry about it.”

Larry glanced at him and asked, “Yolanda said you were injured. Is it serious?”

“It’s not a big deal.”

“What about Gilly? “Is she okay?”

“She was frightened, but her father knew her character. She is fearless.” Jackson walked to his side and polished

the ink for him.