A Billion-Rich Woman Was Chased by Her EX-Husband

Chapter 208

“Hooray for Mr. Anderson! Here’s to his longevity!”

“Dang! Vincent is so picky! I want to join ACE membership!”

“I’d like to extend my membership for another two years! Mr. Anderson is dependable!”

The guests were deeply touched and thrilled.

Yoona got a text right away from the sales department informing her that tonight’s turnover was the highest since the store. opened!

Although Vincent was wealthy and affluent, he was not a mindless rich second-generation.

He invited all the guests tonight, seemingly being a spendthrift, but in reality, he gained a wave of favorability, boosting ACE’s popularity and stimulating customer consumption.

It’s like achieving three goals with one shot!

“Too, too wasteful…” Annie lowered her long eyelashes and puckered her lips in embarrassment.

“What? You feel sorry for spending my money?” Vincent raised his eyebrows playfully.

Tonight was a tiring night for the people, all for her sake.

He was happy in it, and hadn’t been so happy for a long time.

He couldn’t decide whether he was attempting to please or gratify himself by being kind to the girl.

Annie blinked her eyes, which were filled with tears, and nodded softly.

“Tsk, interesting. I, Vincent, have so many women who are all eager for me to spend money on them. You actually feel sorry for me.”

Vincent leaned against the railing and turned to glance at her flushed face. His sexy, thin lips revealed a deep and charming smile. “What, you still want to help me with finances in the future? Little one?”

He was drunk right now, and his speech was a bit more muddled.

They stood side-by-side, close together.

Annie didn’t quite comprehend the significance of his words, yet she could unmistakably feel it. The man’s warm breath on the tips of her red ears was both comforting and ticklish, causing her heart to flutter involuntarily and her body to shyly shrug.

“I’m not a bank. I don’t want to be involved in managing your money.”

“It’s not only the bank that can assist me in managing the money sis of vegetable flower.”

Vincent’s thin lips parted, and his chest rose and fell steadily. Reaching out, he tenderly lifted her silky long hair, feeling a deep love for it that he could not bear to part with.

“Why didn’t you put your hair up again? I thought your hairstyle was really nice.”

stab of pain, and she averted her gaze,

not a fan of vegetables.”

taken aback. “You don’t like

her hair like water, his heart felt a sudden emptiness.

not be fond of veggies and blooms, but you can consider me the ‘sis of vegetable flower’. You

said, her beautiful face raised and her bright

want to me.”

Anything… anything?

dark fire for no apparent reason, and his breathing grew shallow.

any other woman, he would have thought this to be a blatant indication of

like a clear spring trickle that flowed

“Mr. Anderson.”

a bottle of freshly uncorked red wine and two glasses. “This is a

placed the wine on the table before

seeing the wine, Annie licked her lips and her eyes sparkled with delight!

to drink together?” Vincent perceived her musings and inquired

were wide

that you enjoy imbibing; otherwise, the last

the events of that night in the bushes. He swallowed hard, trying to suppress

voice had

picked up the decanter and poured the wine into the expensive glass. She picked it up

the color of the wine. She was

wine patiently, feeling the nuances of the wine

House’s year 1998 MerLOT. It’s a White House specialty. The color is a deep purple. The texture is pure, concentrated, and full. The fragrance contains the complicated

of vegetable flower not only knew how to draw, but also had a knack for tasting wine!

he had his own private winery, and his taste level

the vegetable flower, was

playing; instead, they wanted to break into Vincent’s private room and

a look

tears, and half of her false eyelashes had come off. “Annie is seeing your

locate a teddy bear for her! When has your brother ever been so devoted and attentive to a

be good to other people’s sisters… Zoey, I don’t know what you are thinking. I can’t bear

stir up Zoey’s

fire any further. Zoey’s anger was more intense than a blazing mountain. “How can my elder brother be like this? He has never treated me with such disregard since we

In the

and complain that she couldn’t find them, yet Vincent would always

believed that her brother had bestowed upon her a special favor from

comparison to the favor Annie had been given, it was like the difference between heaven and

to go to great lengths to find a broken toy

heart; I can’t even bring