Chapter 187

Vincent opened a presidential suite in the hotel and asked the female secretary to swiftly purchase a relatively low-key dress for Annie to change into.

Annie went to the room to change her clothes, while Vincent was sitting alone on the leather sofa with his long legs crossed. His left arm rested on the edge of the sofa, his right hand on his kriee in a kowtow.

He was like a groom in a black suit, awaiting the bride to try on her wedding dress.

Soon, the door opened.

Smiling, the female secretary gently nudged Annie, who was bashful, out of the room.

“Mr. Anderson, Miss Sawle’s attire has been altered.”

Vincent, turning his head lazily, saw Annie approaching him with small steps, wearing a wine-red lace dress. Her watery eyes blinked, cute and confused, flashing with emotion.

He was slightly stunned, his eyes deepening.

In Vincent’s world, he had encountered many women, yet none with eyes as clean and almost transparent as the ones he now

beheld.

The man’s eyes gazed at her as if he was about to defile her innocent eyes..

“Tsk, why did you buy such an outdated colour? How old is she? Can’t she wear something a bit pink?”

“How long have you been with me?” Vincent’s eyes never left Annie’s bright face, mocking his secretary. “Why is your taste still so poor?”

Seeing Mr. Anderson’s fussing, the female secretary blushed in embarrassment, realizing she had mistaken him for someone looking to pick a fight with the fire dragon fruit.

But at this time, Annie said honestly, “Brother Anderson, I really like this shade of red, but it’s not really a good fit for you. It’s a bit too dark…”

The female secretary, her expression almost unable to contain itself, hid behind him.

At the moment, Vincent’s face was pitch black.

No one

else besides Chloe had the audacity to mock him to his face.

Reasonably, he was boastful of his good looks throughout the nation; if he said he was second, only Joseph would dare to be first!

“Heh, seeing that you are Joseph’s sister, I have let you off,” Vincent said indignantly, his magnetic voice slightly stiff.

Anderson, are

coal ball’ in red, will you scold me? Will you hit

any longer, quickly clapped her hand over

the dream lover of countless women, had become a black coal ball in the

sister, you are

widened like a phoenix, and his anger was

of Annie, his tall figure casting a shadow that

slowly and raised his

shut, as if in response, tightened her grip

and his fingertips lightly brushed her

I want to strike you. How does it

Annie covered her forehead with her hand and shook her head in

to laugh at me again, I’ll give you

anger, as if playfully teasing a child, leaving the

settle the mess

Max and exit the hotel for the time being.

Joseph not being present, Zoey felt her wishful thinking had been in vain. Gloomily, she poured two cups of wine, then, her gorgeous skirt swishing,

the guests were engaged in conversation and laughter,

Suddenly…

onto the black and white keys,

their gaze to the stage, and someone’s face creased into

you doing? You

Group’s daughter so impolite? Doesn’t she have

arrogant and domineering in the foreign Chinese circle, accustomed to being willful at home. The more she thought about Joseph, the angrier she became, not

the country, the banquet was filled with Medo’s upper class, and as

Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony in G Minor

the top student of the Royal Academy of Music in Puplen. Her fingers flew across the keys, releasing a

mop skirt, Skyler walked into the banquet hall with red eyes,

Annie has

aback. “What? Where has she

Anderson caress her head and give

garments!”

quite astute. She just puts on an act of naivety and deceives us. Actually, she’s had her eye on Young Master Anderson for a while

the manners of the gentry from an early age and the bearing of

me, and

that she trembled and bit

to shield Annie, but rather to avoid acknowledging that she had birthed

should I do?”

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