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 her movement was very rusty, and she almost dropped the cigarette butt. 　　Yet at this moment, Derrick's attention was on Gloria's face. 　　Derrick never expected to see such a scene. What surprised him was not that Glor