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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.

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

of impatience. "Ms. Prescott, don't be

he drained his glass

Patterson," Claire said, lowering her head as if in despair. Her voice trembled as she continued, "Is this really the only way? Do I have no other choice? I'm in a difficult situation right now... I desperately need this job. Please, I'm begging you give

glint of triumph in his eyes. "Why

to take good care of you. I'm not the

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tone turned oily, his hand reaching out to touch her shoulder. "Whatever you want, I'll

recoiled sharply. "Ah! No. Mr. Patterson, please," she pleaded, her voice rising as she backed away. "I'm begging you don't do this. I'm not the kind

arms, scratching and clawing at

as her nails raked across his face,

a defense-they were part of her plan. The mark was both evidence and

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 family's precious little princess, don't you? You're nothing now-just a disgraced fake

else to go.

Prescott family, huh? Well, today, I'll teach

by the hair and slapping her

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instead of breaking down, Claire smiled. Her plan was

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without warning, she swung back, slapping Vincent across the face

retaliation left his

was stunned he

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