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.

the elderly man beside me. Thus, you wish to use your advanced years to gain

Vincent released his grip and the red wine glass shattered. His cold gaze made people

luxurious carpeted floor to

deal. As a leader, who doesn’t have a

his broad shoulders and waist casting a

long eyelashes drooping, his eyes half-closed, the miserable man’s lips slowly curving as if he saw the death god raising a scythe

you’ve been untruthful to me, you should keep it up. Only then will you not spoil

beg you… The man was shivering and almost peed

haven’t seen my second uncle in ages,” Vincent said teasingly, narrowing his long and

corner emerged a coldly elegant woman, her deep V neckline

Vincent’s ever-present secretary…

“Mr. Anderson.”

off his blabbering tongue!” Vincent abruptly stopped smiling.

“Yes.”

Stop! Ah!

knife and, with a speed faster than a butcher in a market, cut off the man’s tongue.

pocket and his right hand’s

second uncle. Consider it a gift of wine and food

of the room, there

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 camera

was like a

and her friends were reveling in the

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

heartily, even more excited than they

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

that

hid it in…”

laughed and whispered a few words into Zoey’s ear.

into laughter, swaying back and

you could come up hahaha…”

to locate it

bottom of the table as she flipped through it, her arms

her arms wrapped tightly around herself. Her gaze met

light and shadow of

sky

dance

my precious

leaning over the crowd, cared only about her

full of sweat and tears collided with a warm “barrier”.

nose was sour and numb, and the tears in the corners of her eyes splashed out.