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.”

a stab of pain, and she averted

not a fan of vegetables.”

was taken aback. “You

hair like water, his

be fond of veggies and blooms, but you can consider me the ‘sis of

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

want to me.”

Anything… anything?

no apparent reason, and his

thought this to be a blatant indication of

a clear spring trickle that flowed

“Mr. Anderson.”

a tray with a bottle of freshly uncorked red wine and two glasses. “This is a fine vintage that Young Master Fawn brought back from France. Please,

placed the wine on the table before departing,

licked her lips and her

you want to drink together?” Vincent perceived her musings and inquired

I?” Annie’s eyes were wide and filled with despair.

you enjoy imbibing; otherwise, the

then recalled the events of that night in the bushes.

had not yet diminished.

picked up the decanter and poured the wine into the expensive glass. She picked

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

savored the wine patiently, feeling the nuances of the

is pure, concentrated, and full. The fragrance contains the complicated taste of black fruits, caramel, Mocha and vanilla. A single sip left a

not only knew how to draw, but also had

In France and Italy, he had his own private winery, and his taste level was far inferior

the vegetable flower, was very introverted.

in playing; instead, they wanted to break into Vincent’s private

take a look at

with mucus and tears, and half of her

many people just to locate a teddy bear for her! When has your brother ever been so devoted

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

have stoked the fire any further. Zoey’s anger was more intense than a blazing mountain. “How can my elder

In the

complain that she couldn’t find them, yet Vincent would always buy her a new one, even more

that her brother had bestowed upon

had been given, it

great lengths to find a broken toy for Annie, even if

breaks my heart; I can’t

to her and is doting on her… If this continues, not only will I be forgotten, but my position will