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“Tsk, why did you buy such an outdated colour?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?”

a ‘black coal ball’ in red, will you scold me?

to contain her laughter any longer,

dream lover of countless women, had become a black coal ball in the eyes

sister, you are so

and his anger was so intense that he almost

figure casting a shadow that engulfed her,

over slowly and raised his

as if in response, tightened her grip on Little Bear’s

into a gentle smile and his fingertips lightly

I want to strike you. How does it feel? Does it

covered her forehead with her hand and shook her head in

to laugh at me again, I’ll give you a good whack.”

playfully teasing a child, leaving the secretary dumbfounded.

mess that

Max and exit the

abducted by Chloe, and Joseph not being present, Zoey felt her wishful thinking had been in vain. Gloomily, she poured two cups of wine,

in conversation and laughter, oblivious to the woman who

Suddenly…

slammed her ten fingers onto the black and white keys, causing everyone to jump in

their gaze to the stage, and someone’s

you doing? You startled

is Anderson Group’s daughter so impolite? Doesn’t she have

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 vent

Medo’s upper class, and as Anderson Group’s daughter, she had to be mindful

Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony in G

the top student of the Royal Academy of Music in Puplen. Her fingers flew across the

walked into the banquet hall with red

has

aback. “What?

Anderson caress her head and

garments!”

really consider Annie to be foolish? She’s quite astute. She just puts on an act of naivety and deceives us. Actually, she’s had her eye

have been schooled in the manners of the gentry from an early age and the bearing of

came from me, and your sister isn’t so bad. – Don’t talk like that in

angry that she trembled

not to shield Annie, but rather to avoid acknowledging that she had

should I do?”

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