Chapter 187

Vincent opened a presidential suite in the hotel and asked the female secretary to swiftly purchase a relatively low-key dress for Annie to change into.

Annie went to the room to change her clothes, while Vincent was sitting alone on the leather sofa with his long legs crossed. His left arm rested on the edge of the sofa, his right hand on his kriee in a kowtow.

He was like a groom in a black suit, awaiting the bride to try on her wedding dress.

Soon, the door opened.

Smiling, the female secretary gently nudged Annie, who was bashful, out of the room.

“Mr. Anderson, Miss Sawle’s attire has been altered.”

Vincent, turning his head lazily, saw Annie approaching him with small steps, wearing a wine-red lace dress. Her watery eyes blinked, cute and confused, flashing with emotion.

He was slightly stunned, his eyes deepening.

In Vincent’s world, he had encountered many women, yet none with eyes as clean and almost transparent as the ones he now

beheld.

The man’s eyes gazed at her as if he was about to defile her innocent eyes..

“Tsk, why did you buy such an outdated colour? How old is she? Can’t she wear something a bit pink?”

“How long have you been with me?” Vincent’s eyes never left Annie’s bright face, mocking his secretary. “Why is your taste still so poor?”

Seeing Mr. Anderson’s fussing, the female secretary blushed in embarrassment, realizing she had mistaken him for someone looking to pick a fight with the fire dragon fruit.

But at this time, Annie said honestly, “Brother Anderson, I really like this shade of red, but it’s not really a good fit for you. It’s a bit too dark…”

The female secretary, her expression almost unable to contain itself, hid behind him.

At the moment, Vincent’s face was pitch black.

No one

else besides Chloe had the audacity to mock him to his face.

Reasonably, he was boastful of his good looks throughout the nation; if he said he was second, only Joseph would dare to be first!

“Heh, seeing that you are Joseph’s sister, I have let you off,” Vincent said indignantly, his magnetic voice slightly stiff.

“Brother Anderson, are you mad?”

‘black coal ball’ in red, will you scold me? Will you hit me?”

laughter any longer, quickly clapped

Master Anderson, the dream lover of countless women, had become a

you are so

his anger was so intense

figure casting a shadow that engulfed

man bent over slowly and raised his hand

shut, as if in response,

a gentle smile and his fingertips

How does it feel?

forehead with her hand and

to laugh at me

teasing

mess that Chloe

to depart the banquet to Max and exit the hotel for the

two cups of wine, then, her gorgeous skirt swishing, she made her way to the stage and sat in front

were engaged in conversation and laughter, oblivious

Suddenly…

fingers onto the black and white keys, causing everyone to

gaze to the stage, and someone’s

you doing? You startled

Why is Anderson Group’s daughter so impolite? Doesn’t she have any etiquette?”

the foreign Chinese circle, accustomed to being willful at home. The more she thought about Joseph, the angrier she became, not caring about the venue and only wanting to

had returned to the country, the banquet was filled with Medo’s upper class, and as Anderson Group’s daughter, she had to be mindful of her image and not

played Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony in

in Puplen. Her fingers flew across the keys, releasing a smooth and beautiful melody that captivated everyone, erasing all memories of her

walked into the banquet hall with red eyes, then

has

taken aback. “What? Where has

just witnessed Young Master Anderson caress her head and give her his

garments!”

deceives us. Actually, she’s had her eye on Young Master Anderson for a while and wants to compete with me! Why

You have been schooled in the manners of

her, “Annie is your blood sister! You all came from me, and your sister isn’t so bad. – Don’t talk like that

was so angry that she trembled and bit

felt that Aubree’s words were not to shield Annie, but rather to

should I

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