CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY — TWOVince Hutchinson was reluctant to move away from the Twilight Chinese Cuisine, and that made the security guards boiled in rage. "Are you deaf? You really want to be beaten, Huh?!" The taller guy asked, while he clenched his fists angrily. Vince was not finding his query funny anymore, he had enough of his nonchalant attitude. His eyes glowed in rage, his blood boiling mercilessly, and the sudden aura emanating from him is threatening and unquestionable. He howled angrily at the two Security guards, "Would you allow me the entry or I force you guys to do so?" Frighteningly, the guards clouded in fear but they stood on their grounds despite how threatening he looked. Scoffing, one of the security guards muttered, "And who do you think you are? You have the gut to lash out at us! You must be out of your mind." Vincent gave out a frustrating sigh, then kept his temper down. It seems they aren't bothered about his change of countenance. Withou

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY — FOURAround a corner, a table close to the Mary's own, two men stared at Mary in admiration. Lust was expressed in their eyes as they stared at her beauty. They had been staring at him since Mary Miller had got into the restaurant, and their eyes couldn't move away from her. Instantly, they saw a man beside her, and not looking at like someone who's quite rich, frowns bestowed upon their faces as they wondered who he was and what was his relationship with the young beautiful lady. A man known as Benard scowled, and howled angrily, "I can't believe a beautiful girl like her would be mingling with a poor boy like him. So disgusting!" The other man only chuckled in disgust, "What a shame that was! I can't believe I was lusting over a poor man's wife. That's disgusting!' "Charles, what if he wasn't her husband? I mean what if she's not married yet!" Benard asked as he took a quick glance at them again. "Then I will have to try my luck then! We won't

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY — SIX The waitress on the other hand was quite confused on what to do. She moved closer to the Vincent, and spoke out, "How sure are you that you can afford to pay for the meal when you can't afford the membership card?" She asked. Mary Miller snarled angrily at the waitress, "Why are you trying to disrespect my partner? He can afford to pay for the meal! You are really making us look like a beggar when we are not!" The Waitress shot her a dangerous glare, "I beg your pardon, Miss!" She yelled angrily, "My job is at stake here! What should if I couldn't afford to submit the payment of the meal he took to my boss, don't you think I will be sacked from my work! You shouldn't interfere into this! Don't you see how he appears, he look like a malnourished person. You should also be blamed for bringing such a poor client to the Twilight Chinese Cuisine. You should be suspended for the uproars that's happening in here." The waitress snorted angrily, and co

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY — EIGHTEveryone got startled by the card that surfaced in the air. Mary Miller was also stunned, she never knew Vincent would have the expensive card with him. She was showing him her Silver Card, not knowing he have the card that has more value than hers. Charles was stupefied at the same time, and he couldn't find his voice again, at the look of the card, the man in front is definitely from an influential family. He thought of who he had offended might make him beg for mercy. He had tried to flirt with the lady in front of him. He had really gotten himself into trouble, he thought in his mind. Vince smirked viciously, he could see how resolute they are. He couldn't help but chuckled inwardly. He had totally changed their perception, they wouldn't dare cross path with him any longer. "Are you guys really satisfy about me having the membership card?" He asked, his voice was laced with mockery. While waiting for a while, and he didn't receive any

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY - ONE The continuous blaring sound coming from the phone, interrupted Vincent Hutchinson sound sleep, as it echoed around the room. He stirred around and yawned tirelessly, then picked up the phone. There were several missed calls from Mary Miller. He wondered why he had received such an unforeseen call from her, but suddenly, he gasped loudly when he recollected. "Holy Shīt! What have I done?" When he was reciprocating the call back to her, a message popped up on his screen. ‘Where are you, Vincent? Are you still coming for dinner? Are you quite busy? Pick my calls, or reply to my message!’That was what the message contained. Vincent took a deep breath then exhaled, while he began to type on his phone. ‘I'm sorry, I just woke up! Meeting you in the next fifteen minutes!’He typed and sent. Afterwards, He dropped the phone on the bed, while checking what time it is! His mouth went wide open. The time was exactly 7:45 PM. He had used and wasted