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

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…”

darkening and his fingers tightening,

“Of course not!”

he was filled with bitterness and complaints. He used the wine to let it all out, “What’s

for centuries and reunited in this lifetime, I can’t

understand, not to

day to ask her clearly

of her true identity, this mystery had gradually become a thorn in his heart, and not a single night had passed since then in which he

a daze, Vincent suddenly let out a mirthless chuckle, “Joseph, I’ll admit I’m quite the dandy. I’ve

wondering why I didn’t

lowered his eyes and remained

not to get too close to Joseph and

and he felt an overwhelming desire

her heart instantly disappeared and

to persuade her, opted for a small Japanese restaurant and ordered ordinary dishes, aiming to keep her

meal, although the dishes were not delicious. Despite this, the two sisters chatted happily and toasted each other, with Jordan barely eating anything.

sisters so happy, his mood, which had

themselves in a slightly

upon arriving at the KTV entrance, he got a call from his elder brother informing him that their mother was feeling unwell and requesting him to

hurry back. Don’t worry about us,”

Brother Jordan, hurry

today. Go back and see Mrs.

bad. I

sister.”

if anything arises, please don’t hesitate to reach out to me. I’ll come

get it. You’re slower than our own mom. Hurry up!”

Chloe spoke, she gently pushed him away, her gaze fixed on his as he stared deeply into her eyes. Finally, he turned

left.

lips gently pursing as her heart sank into a jar of

all, for in her eyes Chloe was the epitome of perfection, and it was

unremarkable, and undeserving of Brother Jordan’s

was her ex-brother-in-law willing

might have a terminal illness and not want to burden her sister with it for the rest of

door of the high-class private room when they heard heart-wrenching screams

“Oh.

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

even a donkey could

the secluded room, the farther away from the maniac across from them,

a plethora of cold beer, and the fruit plates and snacks completed the look

all professional.

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