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

Chapter 206

In the luxurious private room

The earth-shaking music outside was so loud it could give people heart attacks.

The silence in the room was so intense that it caused people’s hearts to palpitate.

Dressed in a black suit, Vincent lounged in the darkness, his silk shirt’s neckline wide open, a silver necklace undulating with his solid chest muscles. His slender hands held a red wine glass, leisurely sipping its contents, while his heaven-defying long legs were casually crossed.

A drop of dark red liquid trickled from the corner of his lips, which he wiped away with his finger. His expression was languid and unbridled, yet his phoenix eyes held a glint of coldness that kept strangers at bay.

It was as if plunging into an icy abyss a thousand feet deep!

In the private room, Vincent’s subordinates stood densely packed in a row.

Vincent raised his head, quickly drinking the red wine in his glass, and then snapped his fingers.

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The bodyguards, in unison, dispersed. Kneeling on the ground, a man who had been beaten black and blue, with his facial features dislocated, was presented before Vincent.

“Mister Anderson… I was wrong… please…” The man’s teeth were shattered, and he was not only breathing heavily, but also drooling and bleeding.

“Shame, your blood is spilled on the ground.”

“Do you

know how pricey the carpet in my private room is? You couldn’t even cover the cost if you sold all your organs and lungs for a price.”

“Mr.Anderson!”

Vincent kicked the man away as he crawled in front of him.

“Mr. Anderson… I’ve been with you for many years… I’ve always been faithful to you… This time, I was perplexed… Yes, it was Second Master Huo who threatened me! But he didn’t ask me to do anything… He only said that I had to tell him where you were.”

Second Master Huo was Vincent’s uncle, he was the only younger brother of Vincent’s father.

When Vincent was seven, his father’s plane crash left them in a difficult situation. Fortunately, his father had previously transferred all the shares and property to him and his mother, protecting them from any potential harm.

Although Vincent was the eldest grandson, the position of president that had belonged to his father was now held by his second uncle, with Anderson Group and Old Master in power.

As time passed, the true nature of people’s hearts became increasingly evident. He never anticipated that his second uncle, who had wept the most bitterly at his father’s graveside, was actually a sly and deceitful person. On the surface, his uncle seemed to be looking after the family, but in reality, he had been plotting against him in secret.

Madam Anderson and Zoey, both weak and ignorant, were unaware of all this.

Vincent, as the pillar of the family, withstood all the pressure without ever mentioning it even to his closest brother, Joseph.

convincing yourself. You are aware that it is the elderly man beside me. Thus, you wish

people feel a chill. “I don’t

bowing, causing the luxurious carpeted floor

a couple of disloyal people around

his broad shoulders and

miserable man’s lips slowly curving as if he saw the death god raising a

been untruthful to me, you should keep it up. Only then will you not spoil my temper. Your little

beg you… The man

Vincent said teasingly, narrowing his long and narrow eyes.

another dark corner emerged a coldly elegant woman, her deep V neckline accentuating her

Vincent’s ever-present secretary…

“Mr. Anderson.”

tongue!” Vincent abruptly stopped

“Yes.”

way! Stop! Ah! Oh!”

as she raised the knife and, with a speed faster

hand in his pocket and his

it to my second uncle. Consider it a gift of wine

room, there was another ludicrous

to connect all the hundreds of cameras in ACE to the big screen of the room, allowing them to watch and enjoy as the camera followed Annie to switch the

and panic-stricken, was like a helpless deer lost in

and her friends were reveling

and like a headless fly, was pulled by drunken guests, and when a man stretched out his hand

more excited than they

she still the same as when she was in junior high? Has

that putrid bear?”

it

laughed and whispered a few

into laughter,

could

locate it even if she stumbled upon it at sunrise,

the table as she flipped through it, her arms and legs

trembling, her arms wrapped tightly around herself. Her gaze met the strangers’ strange

and shadow of the audience shifted

the sky like

moved their bodies in the dance pool,

bear… my precious little

the crowd, cared only about her toy, searching

full of sweat and tears collided

the tears