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.”

pierced with a stab of pain,

not a fan

man was taken aback. “You don’t like it?”

through her hair like water, his

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

and her bright eyes fixed on him. “You may

want to me.”

Anything… anything?

dark fire for no apparent reason, and his breathing grew

thought this to be a blatant indication

trickle that

“Mr. Anderson.”

a waiter entered from outside, carrying 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

the table before departing, shutting the door

licked her lips and her eyes sparkled with

to drink together?” Vincent perceived her musings and inquired with a

wide

you enjoy imbibing;

of that night in the bushes. He swallowed hard, trying to suppress the warmth that

voice had not yet

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

color of the wine. She was focused like a professional Wine

she took a sip and savored the wine patiently, feeling

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

flower not only knew how to draw, but also

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

flower, was very introverted.

they wanted to break into Vincent’s private

Zoey, take a look at

bathroom, sobbing with mucus and tears, and half of her false eyelashes had come

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

people’s sisters… Zoey, I don’t know what you are thinking. I

to stir up

she need not have stoked the fire any further. Zoey’s anger was more intense than a blazing mountain. “How can my elder brother be like

In the

couldn’t find them, yet Vincent would always buy her a new one, even more expensive and better than the

that her brother had bestowed upon her

to the favor Annie had been given, it

to find a broken toy for Annie, even if it

can’t even bring myself to

brother also looks out for that little girl. Now, Mr. Anderson has taken a liking to her and is doting on her…