A Billion-Rich Woman Was Chased by Her EX-Husband

Chapter 190

The next day.

Upon hearing that Vincent had been in a car accident, Joseph disregarded the unresolved thorn hand incident and rushed to the hospital without delay.

In the VIP Ward Room

Lying straight on the bed with a waist and neck supporter, Vincent opened his mouth wide to catch the apple that the secretary had cut and fed him.

That silly son, with his stupid look, was unable to take care of himself in the main house and was abusing his own maid.

Joseph walked into the ward room and looked at him with a frown. “Did Anderson Group discover a new oil field? You’re not even thirty yet, how can you be so successful?”

The female secretary swiftly stepped aside, bowed to the man, and then tactfully moved to the door to give the brothers

space to converse.

“Brother, are you here to visit me or to make things hard for me? What kind of oil do I have? Do I need to be like this if I can get by? Hiss…”

Vincent bowed, his forehead beaded with sweat from the pain, and he winced in agony.

“Stay put. Look after yourself.”

Joseph’s expression remained cold, yet he hastened to the bed and assisted him in lying down.

“Brother, if I were paralyzed, would you push my wheelchair for me?” Vincent asked plaintively, his face full of sorrow.

“You have so many girlfriends, it’s not my turn to be one of them.”

“Don’t fret, even if you can only move your lips from top to bottom, you’re still the Anderson Group’s young master. You won’t be dallying around, nor will you be delaying any of the women who will be trailing you.”

“Tsk, that’s right…,” Vincent agreed, “my personal charm is right here.”

Personal charm?

Money has a certain charm to it.

“How did it come to this?” Joseph asked, his brow furrowed.

“Then you’ll have to bloody ask your sister about the vegetable flower.”

figure fleeing in terror in the night’s darkness. His chest heaved with rage. “It’s all her fault I’m half-paralyzed! Your fourth sister should be the one pushing

plain. What does this have to do

tried to come in. She was barred from entering. If I hadn’t encountered her, you wouldn’t have been aware of how your sister was being mistreated by those sightless bodyguards!”

night?” Joseph couldn’t help but be

it, this was why Vincent had suddenly called him to clean

graciously changed

raised, and his fists clenched. “Don’t get it wrong! My secretary altered

to the banquet hall to meet Ada. In the end, she just stepped inside the banquet hall. I had

she crossed the road, she almost got hit! I rushed up to save her at

she hurt?” Joseph asked anxiously.

on a burning wheel. She actually abandoned me! What else can I do to her porcelain?” Vincent pondered

you not to entertain any

last time, it was an accident. Annie isn’t from the same world as you. Don’t have

reprimand me?!” Vincent was unable to move, only able to extend his neck to dispute with the man. His demeanor was somewhat comical.

that you bring her to the banquet hall? Who requested that

you mean?” Vincent asked,

is very reluctant to attend any social gatherings.” Joseph recalled Annie’s typical wary and shy demeanour, and

“Autism…?”

completely stunned, and his heart seemed to be

for although she was twenty-two years old,

was why Aubree kept her confined at home all year and prevented her from seeing

you inquire if she wanted to? You never took into account her feelings from her point of view, because you never had this thought

felt a dull ache in his heart. “Annie just wants to live in tranquility. Don’t stir up any more trouble for her. You’ll hurt her

for a moment and croaked, “Is

the power,” Joseph shook his head helplessly,

the delicate and pretty face that had been pale with panic the night before, causing his

moment;

paused for a beat. He

Group. I’ll be awaiting your

that, he ended the call

his eyes and fixed his gaze on the darkened screen. His thin, sharp lips curved into a cold smile.

really father and son?

great if there were no superficial familial loves, so he wouldn’t have to hate Jake

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the chairman’s