“What? Woodside? Why are you going there in the first place?” He was having a worried expression on his face. Woodside is located at the Rotherham City. It's far away from Manchester, and going there would take up to three hours. Woodside isn't an ordinary place one could go to just like that. It's like a Black Market. Anyone going there must have a connection with those living around that area. They sold things that can't be found on a normal market day. Whatever you are looking for, you shall find at Woodside. Even heart of a man could be found there. Therefore, it's a creepy and scary. The name of Woodside brought shivers in Vince’s spine. Looking at his sudden expression, Emma Walter smiled sheepishly, and sat him down beside her, and tried to explain. “Vince, you don't have to be afraid.” She chuckled, "My grandfather is ill, and the cure to the sickness is in Woodside. I'm going there to get it!” She explained, then sipped a little from her wine. Still, Vince's face was
“Take your hands off her, fool!” Vince yelled in anger. He dashed towards him in haste, and snapped his hand off Emma's hair. Contemptuously, he dragged Henry, and blessed his cheek with two powerful blows, making him stagger to the nearby wall. Emma's face was filled with shock. Vincent had just punch the Young Master of Garrison family. Victor Garrison was her ex boyfriend, and she knew how angry and permissive he was. “Vincent, you don't have to punch him! He isn't someone you could afford to offend." She implored, dragging him away from Victor Garrison. “Why is that? Why can't I? He molested you some minutes ago? The animal needs to be punished severely." Vince blurted out angrily as he contemptuously glared at Victor. Victor, on the other hand, was utterly shocked. He didn't expect a nobody to have the gut to punch him. Snapping out of his daze, he refuted as he stood. “You bastard! How dare you punch me on the face?" Victor clenched his fists angrily, "Do you have a death
“Vincent, you don't have to punch him! He isn't someone you could afford to offend." She implored, dragging him away from Victor Garrison. “Why is that? Why can't I? He molested you some minutes ago? The animal needs to be punished severely." Vince blurted out angrily as he contemptuously glared at Victor. Victor, on the other hand, was utterly shocked. He didn't expect a nobody to have the gut to punch him. Snapping out of his daze, he refuted as he stood. “You bastard! How dare you punch me on the face?" Victor clenched his fists angrily, "Do you have a death wish?” He spouted out angrily. Vince's face was contorted with rage, “How dare you molest her? Is that how you behave to every ladies out there? Do you know who she is? I bet you don't know, this… .” Victor’s voice was heard across the restaurant as he interrupted. “Emma Walter, the granddaughter of the Walter family! Isn't it?” Vincent was rendered speechless; he never expected him to know about Emma and that was the rea
"It's expired!" The cashier tried to elucidate the words more understandable for the guys. "Gulp!' Vincent Hutchinson swallowed nervously, staring unbelievably at the card in his hand. He had thought 9f what might have happened to the card. He checked the expiration date of the card, and it was clear it has more than 2 years to become invalid. Sneering, the young man spoke out in a mocking tone. "I had tried to give it a second thought, If you are that wealthy but you are here, the machine is not even rejecting your card for insufficient funds, but that of an invalid." *Only God knows how long you have used the card!" He added, his voice was laced with mockery. "Poor boy!"The Manager, Lucas, also voiced out angrily. "What is going on, Mr. Man? Is the card not working anymore?" Vince didn't bothered to say anything as he ignored him totally. He face the cashier and asked politely. "Can you check it again? It might be a glitch!" He strecthed the card back to the cashier. "Why wo
"It's expired!" The cashier tried to elucidate the words more understandable for the guys. "Gulp!' Vincent Hutchinson swallowed nervously, staring unbelievably at the card in his hand. He had thought 9f what might have happened to the card. He checked the expiration date of the card, and it was clear it has more than 2 years to become invalid. Sneering, the young man spoke out in a mocking tone. "I had tried to give it a second thought, If you are that wealthy but you are here, the machine is not even rejecting your card for insufficient funds, but that of an invalid." *Only God knows how long you have used the card!" He added, his voice was laced with mockery. "Poor boy!"The Manager, Lucas, also voiced out angrily. "What is going on, Mr. Man? Is the card not working anymore?" Vince didn't bothered to say anything as he ignored him totally. He face the cashier and asked politely. "Can you check it again? It might be a glitch!" He strecthed the card back to the cashier. "Why wo
Vincent Hutchison decided to ask, "Mr. James, are you also rich?" In a swift, Lillian jumped into the conversations, "Don't you know my boyfriend! He isn't like you, he takes good care of me, fly me to countries I had never gone to. He is really lovely. He works at the HSC Bank, and his pay is really high and better. He owns a Mercedes-Benz Car, and a house at the Grand Pavilion. So what are you talking about him being not Rich? Isn't he rich enough? If you are rich like him, you won't have been depending on your wife's money. I mean girlfriend." She laughed funnily, and looked at Vince in disdain. James smirked rudely at him. "You can hear right, I'm not like you who depends on your girlfriend." Vince nodded his head, and he was about to say something when the door of the restaurant opened. Vince, on seeing the person that had walked in smilrked evily at James. His lies are about to be revealed to the world. It was no other than Gilbert Olmo, the manager of HSC Bank. The mom
Is he really serious about this? What? His life? Can you imagine how stupid this poor man is? He is truly senseless. Patrick's face was covered with scowls, and snapped at Vincent furiously. "Your life?" He scoffed, "What can your life do for me? What can I do with your life that will benefit me? You are a nobody!" "Can you make a better offer than offering to your life to me?" Patrick demanded, staring at him with a stern expression. Vincent only nodded at him, and stated. "That's what I could offer! Since I don't have money what better way could I do! You can do anything with my life, and in addition, I will lick your shoes!" Patrick's eyes shone gleefully, and chuckled inwardly. "This is going to be fun! I love this type of bet! You are going to be in trouble very soon, pauper boy!" He thought of himself. Vince, also smiled discretely. He knee what might be going on in Patrick's mind. He would have thought he had the better odds to win the bet, not knowing there is more to
"Good!" He muttered then brought out his golden card and handover it to the cashier. "Swipe it!" Except for Lily, the strange man, and the Salesladies for get stunned, and make them stood on their ground for some minutes. They never expected him to have a Golden card. The strange man was totally dumbfounded, he was quite doubting his wealth and talking to him harshly.He began to fret at the thought of delaying him with his unnecessary speech. Whose son of a billion is he? The cashier quickly took the card from him, and swiped it against the terminal. After some seconds, it beeped. Payment successful! The cashier handed over the Golden card back to him and instructed the Salesladies to get the order packaged up. Shooting a murderous glance at the Strange man, Vince hissed, and led Lily out of the store and strode towards the Maybach. The salesladies also trialed behind them. The moment they got to the Maybach, Vincent opened the back door seat, and placed the clothings in her