Cyril's expression froze completely. His eyes gradually widened as he stared at Gloria. This maiden who was once self-conscious and weak, and didn't even dare to show her face had become so terrifyingly ruthless.
Just as she said, she didn't even have to do anything now. She would become the only heir to the Moreton Family simply by watching him being killed by those people who wanted to butter up Master Rom, and then she would get everything that she wanted.
"Gloria, do you really think that I am dead meat this time? I'm the second young master of the Moretons, and this is Chaos City. No matter how powerful those people are, they won't dare and can't kill me!" Cyril stared at Gloria with clenched fists.