Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 355

"What do you mean by 'I'm more experienced'?" Vinson Elliott's eyes darkened, and he let out a cold scoff.

Nita's heart skipped a beat. She forced a laugh and tried to play it cool. "Um... nothing. Forget it."

She could never win an argument with him, so her instinct was to escape. But Vinson was quicker; he caught her by the back of her collar before she could take a step.

Nita froze, awkwardly twisting around to face him. "Mr... Mr. Elliott."

Vinson said, "To make up for the emotional damage you've caused me, you're buying me dinner."

Nita thought to herself, He really has a knack for squeezing every penny out of me. For something this minor, he's already eyeing my tiny paycheck. Does he have any idea how hard it is for me to make a living?

Every app on her phone was constantly bombarding her with special offers, and with all the holidays nowadays, it felt like every day was some sort of shopping festival. Her wallet had already been depleted by endless sales, and now she had to treat her boss to dinner. She was still breathing, but inside, she felt utterly dead.

Vinson looked at her frowning face and thought, If I didn't know any better, I'd think I was dragging her to her own execution.

"I want pasta," Vinson said at last.

Nita was still lost in her own misery. When she heard him say he wanted pasta, it felt like she was dreaming.

"No interest in treating me? Fine, then let's go for sushi," Vinson said, raising an eyebrow.

"No! Sushi's all cold and raw. That's terrible for your stomach. Someone like you, who's always out drinking and at business dinners, should eat something warm.”

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