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

Chapter 208

“Hooray for Mr. Anderson! Here’s to his longevity!”

“Dang! Vincent is so picky! I want to join ACE membership!”

“I’d like to extend my membership for another two years! Mr. Anderson is dependable!”

The guests were deeply touched and thrilled.

Yoona got a text right away from the sales department informing her that tonight’s turnover was the highest since the store. opened!

Although Vincent was wealthy and affluent, he was not a mindless rich second-generation.

He invited all the guests tonight, seemingly being a spendthrift, but in reality, he gained a wave of favorability, boosting ACE’s popularity and stimulating customer consumption.

It’s like achieving three goals with one shot!

“Too, too wasteful…” Annie lowered her long eyelashes and puckered her lips in embarrassment.

“What? You feel sorry for spending my money?” Vincent raised his eyebrows playfully.

Tonight was a tiring night for the people, all for her sake.

He was happy in it, and hadn’t been so happy for a long time.

He couldn’t decide whether he was attempting to please or gratify himself by being kind to the girl.

Annie blinked her eyes, which were filled with tears, and nodded softly.

“Tsk, interesting. I, Vincent, have so many women who are all eager for me to spend money on them. You actually feel sorry for me.”

Vincent leaned against the railing and turned to glance at her flushed face. His sexy, thin lips revealed a deep and charming smile. “What, you still want to help me with finances in the future? Little one?”

He was drunk right now, and his speech was a bit more muddled.

They stood side-by-side, close together.

Annie didn’t quite comprehend the significance of his words, yet she could unmistakably feel it. The man’s warm breath on the tips of her red ears was both comforting and ticklish, causing her heart to flutter involuntarily and her body to shyly shrug.

“I’m not a bank. I don’t want to be involved in managing your money.”

“It’s not only the bank that can assist me in managing the money sis of vegetable flower.”

Vincent’s thin lips parted, and his chest rose and fell steadily. Reaching out, he tenderly lifted her silky long hair, feeling a deep love for it that he could not bear to part with.

“Why didn’t you put your hair up again? I thought your hairstyle was really nice.”

of pain, and she averted her

a fan

aback. “You don’t like

hair like water,

may not be fond of veggies and blooms, but you can consider me the ‘sis of vegetable flower’. You came to my rescue and aided me

to you,” Annie said, her beautiful face raised and her bright eyes

want to me.”

Anything… anything?

surged with a dark fire for no apparent reason, and his breathing grew

thought this to be

was like a clear spring trickle that flowed clean and pure into his

“Mr. Anderson.”

tray with a bottle of freshly uncorked red wine and two glasses. “This

the waiter placed the wine on the table

wine, Annie licked her lips and

together?” Vincent perceived her musings and inquired

eyes were wide and

enjoy imbibing; otherwise, the

the bushes. He swallowed hard, trying to suppress the warmth that was

voice had not yet

poured the wine into the expensive glass. She picked

glass and carefully observed the color of the wine. She was focused like a

took a sip and savored the wine patiently, feeling the nuances of the wine

color is a deep purple. The texture is pure, concentrated, and full. The fragrance contains the complicated taste of black fruits, caramel,

not only knew

and Italy, he had his own private winery, and his

the vegetable flower,

wanted to break into Vincent’s private room and give Annie, that little bitch, a

Zoey, take a look at my

in the bathroom, sobbing with mucus and tears, and half of her false eyelashes had come off.

for her! When has your brother ever been so devoted and attentive

still wants to be good to other people’s sisters… Zoey, I don’t know what you are thinking. I can’t bear it if you want me!

misery to stir up Zoey’s

Zoey’s anger was more intense than a blazing mountain. “How can my elder brother be like

In the

she would cry and complain that she couldn’t find them, yet Vincent would always

brother had bestowed upon

been given, it was like the

lazy and troublesome, was willing to go to great lengths to find a broken toy for Annie, even if it meant

I can’t even bring myself to

Anderson has taken a liking to her and is doting on her… If this continues, not only will I be forgotten, but