Chapter 562 Running Out Of Patience

• When there were only them left in the room again, Gloria’s patience was worn out. Hearing Martha and Claude still talking about those things, she turned a deaf ear, picked up a fork, and began to eat. George had not expected her to have an appetite at such a time. And then, he also began to eat. Nydia and Irene–naturally picked up their forks. After all, they had come here to eat. Claude’s face became gloomier because he had not asked them to eat yet. But they had started having the meal recklessly without considering his feelings. Taking a deep breath, he controlled his temper, picked up his glass, looked at everyone, and said, “Everyone, I’m glad to have a meal together with you. Cheers.” He still had a polite smile on the corner of his mouth as if he were drinking with business partners. But he had not expected that only Martha picked up her glass after hearing his words. The other people had all ignored him, and some of them were still eating. In an instant, Claude felt so angry as if he were about to explode. Seeing this, Martha hurriedly kicked his leg under the table, and then, he calmed down.
• But Angela thought Gloria and her friends were going too far, so she could not hold back her anger any longer. She looked at her coldly with a frown and said, “Gloria, can’t you show some respect? you want?” What do Hearing his, Nydia sneered in anger, “What’s the matter with you three? Can’t you see the current situation? You’re going to jail soon and urgently need Gloria’s help. How can you still be so rude to her? Is this the attitude when you beg others? I would have knelt to her if I were you.” Nydia had deliberately accented the word knelt, making the White family gloomier. But her words had also wakened them up. They were begging Gloria, but their attitude was indeed a little…
• However, Nydia should have thought about the matter from their point of view! Gloria had pushed them to the corner and humiliated them! Why did they have to eat the humble pie? Soon, Gloria said with an indifferent look, “I’ll ask you one last time! Will you say it or not right now?” She had accented the last two words, implying there would be no chance if they didn’t say it immediately. Martha hurriedly kicked Claude’s leg under the table again, looked at Gloria with a smile, and said, “We will say! It is because we want to tell you about this matter that we asked you to come here. But there is no hurry. The meal has just started.” Hearing this, Gloria kept silent, and her friends continued eating. Only the White family was ill at ease as if sitting on needles. Soon, Claude pulled himself together, sighed helplessly, and said with a bit of sadness in his “When your father was still there…”