Chapter 130

Vincent invited Joseph to meet at Medo’s newly opened luxury KTV.

In the VIP room, Young Master Anderson ordered a table of expensive wine, holding a bottle in his hand, shouting in a raspy voice, “I’ll love it even if it kills mel”

Joseph sat regally on the dark red velvet sofa, cradling a whiskey cup in one hand. His posture was that of a noble and proud

monarch, as if the sofa were his throne.

The bright and dark light illuminated the area, and he concealed himself in the shadows, yet his presence was still palpable and could not be overlooked.

“If I die. I must love —I won’t be content!”

Joseph’s face darkened, and he clenched the glass so tightly that it almost shattered.

How deep was the friendship for him to be sitting here, listening to the donkey’s screams?

Vincent screamed a song, and Joseph, with a stiff face, took a sip of whiskey.

“Brother, burp!”

Vincent squinted, burped, then walked over and embraced Joseph’s shoulder with his long arm as he sat down next to Joseph.

“How’s my singing? Is my sword still sharp?”

Joseph frowned and suddenly sidestepped. Vincent leapt onto the sofa, exclaiming. “It’s pretty impressive! A donkey can belt out a hundred brays to really make an impact!”

“Dang the north! Bro, did you eat Italian Cheese? Your breath smells really bad…”

Vincent thought of the lengthy fan Chloe had gifted him, and then recalled her callous words and the slap that had been dealt to his cheek. He felt like he could vomit and be overwhelmed with sorrow. “They say Chloe divorced you. With your broken mouth, you’ll have to die ten years earlier… Hic!”

“Chloe?”

Joseph raised his eyebrows and looked at him coldly. “Haven’t you two gone your separate ways? You shouldn’t be so chummy.”

Vincent choked back

“I confess that my former sister-in-law was the most remarkable woman Ive ever encountered in my life. I, Vincent, was unsuccessful in my apprenticeship and unable to control her. I truly couldn’t control her.”

Vincent swallowed a gulp of wine and slammed the bottle on the table in frustration. “But I just don’t get it… What do you have that Chloe would give up her status as the eldest of the Thorp family and stay hidden with you for three years as a

famous little wife?”

“You may be good-looking, but that doesn’t mean you can be a meal. Despite the way you treated her, she still stayed with you. Eventually, you were the one who ended it…”

his eyes darkening and his fingers tightening, “have you said

“Of course not!”

bitterness and complaints. He used the wine to let it all out, “What’s the deal? I

this lifetime, I can’t comprehend why

didn’t understand, not to mention

stopped her that day to ask her clearly

of his grandfather’s birthday, when he learned of her true identity, this mystery had gradually become a thorn

when he was in a daze, Vincent suddenly let out a mirthless chuckle, “Joseph, I’ll admit I’m quite the dandy. I’ve done some pretty silly things in the past, but this time, I am sincere

why I didn’t get to

eyes and remained

to know her sooner. I’ll definitely advise her not to get too

gaze suddenly grew icy, and he felt an overwhelming desire to throttle Vincent.

Kiran saw her sister, the depression in her heart instantly disappeared and she knew

restaurant and ordered ordinary dishes, aiming to keep

pouring wine like a machine, served the game in one meal, although the dishes were not delicious. Despite this, the two sisters chatted

his mood, which had been suppressed, cased considerably.

two sisters found themselves in a slightly inebriated state, and so they decided

got a call from his elder brother informing him that their

Don’t worry about

Jordan, hurry

day today. Go back and see Mrs. Stewart and get some rest.

bad. I can’t

sister.”

I’ll head back first. But Miss, if anything arises, please don’t hesitate to reach out to me. I’ll come right

slower than our own mom.

away, her gaze fixed on his as he stared deeply into her eyes.

left.

as her heart sank into a jar of vinegar, a sour feeling filling her eyes.

for in her eyes Chloe was the epitome of perfection, and it was only natural for Brother Jordan to admire her.

self-abasing, unremarkable, and undeserving

her ex-brother-in-law willing

burden her sister with

of the high-class private

“Oh.

tightly and shrank her shoulders, “it’s a bit

for singing, even a donkey could make its debut as

into the secluded room, the farther

of them ordered a plethora of cold beer, and the fruit plates

all

the opera to the popular dance music of the Red Girls Group, the two beauties

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