After Divorce, My General Husband Chasing Me Back

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Chapter 222 How Dare You Plot Against Me!

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Zachary had planned everything meticulously. He knew Vincent wouldn't resist the temptation of a rare vintage Bordeaux, especially in the current circumstances.

A good bottle of wine was the perfect icebreaker for what Vincent had in mind.

Sure enough, the moment Vincent heard about the complimentary bottle of century-old Bordeaux, he opened the door without hesitation.

"Come in," he said, stepping aside.

Claire overheard the exchange and immediately suspected it was Vincent's doing.

She had anticipated something like this on her way over and already had her defenses in place.

Her solution was simple-she wouldn't touch anything edible or drinkable.

What she didn't realize, however, was that Zachary's scheme wasn't about the wine. And Vincent hadn't ordered it either.

"Ms. Prescott, care for a glass?" Vincent asked, uncorking the

Chapter 222 How Dare You Plot Against Me! wine as soon as the server left.

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He poured himself a generous amount and gestured for her to join him.

Claire replied smoothly, offering an excuse. "I'm slightly allergic

hint of impatience. "Ms. Prescott, don't be such a buzzkill. I've already made myself clear. The ball's in

the room as he drained

I'm in a difficult situation right now... I desperately need this job. Please, I'm begging you give me a chance." Following her plan, Claire

Vincent said, feigning concern but with an unmistakable glint of triumph in his eyes. "Why are you doing this? You're breaking my heart. I can't stand to see a pretty gifl

closer, his voice lowering. "There, there. Don't cry. I promise to take good care of you. I'm not the kind of man who doesn't take responsibility. After tonight, you'll be

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to touch her shoulder. "Whatever you want, I'll buy it for you. But first, you have to take good care

Vincent leaned in, Claire recoiled sharply. "Ah! No. Mr. Patterson, please," she pleaded, her voice rising as she backed away. "I'm begging you

Claire flailed her arms, scratching and clawing at

across his face, leaving a long, angry gash that stung

plan. The mark was both evidence

Vincent.

wench! Who do you think you are, laying hands on me like that?" Vincent snarled, his face contorted with rage. "Still think you're the Prescott

else to go.

those years of acting high and mighty in the Prescott family, huh? Well,

grabbing Claire by the hair and slapping her

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of breaking down, Claire

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stinging blow, she waited for the perfect moment. Then, without warning, she

her retaliation left

moment, Vincent was stunned