CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY“Let's go into my office and talk about all this, shall we?” She offered and gestured towards her office. “After you!” He responded. They had not taken any steps when the young man ran towards them. “What are you doing, Miss?” He queried.Mary Miller furrowed his brow as she turned to him. “I don’t understand what you are talking about.” She sputtered out, while Vince glared at him contemptuously. “Have you been treated harshly and unwelcomed by my staff?” She asked further. "Nothing of such happens," He answered. "So, what is the problem?" Mary Miller mumbled as she fixed him with a sharp gaze. She smoothed and softened her voice to a we are. "I was wondering why you were here helping the thief," He gave Vince a vicious glance and said, "You support this man who has caused such a stir. I was quite let down. He continued in a furious manner. Mary Miller became enraged and hissed, "Excuse me, gentleman! Why are you worrying about it when you could at
Dumbfounded, Aubrey stood still on the ground while she stared at Vincent in rage. She wouldn't believe would dare slapped her all because of Flora. On the other hand, Flora was also astounded, she never anticipated the incident. Although, she was happy that Vincent had retaliate just for her behalf. Standing up from the ground, Aubrey muttered, her voice hinted with shock. "Did you just hit me on my face?" Vincent smirked. His face was full of confidence as he pushed Flora to his side incase Aubrey wanted to lash her pain on her. Scoffing, "What do you think happen before? Yes dear, I just fuçking hit you!" He continued, "Also, if you are careful, I might also you for the second time! So beware!" He warned sarcastically. Flaring up in red, "You bastard! You will surely regret this! If I don't return the slap, I will change my last name to yours!" Ragingly, she uttered. Vince broke into laughter, "Are you seriously joking right now? My Last name is also your last name, Aubrey! W
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY TWO After a very long day at work, Vincent Hutchinson walked out of his office, and muttered to his secretary about going home. “I'm done for today! I will be going home.” He uttered, while his secretary, Rebecca nodded her head in response. “Okay sir!” She affirmed, “Should I drive you home sir?” She asked, and stared into Vince's eyes. Vincent narrowed his brows and stared at her questionably. He totally shocked by her question, he never expected that from her. “Oh really!” He chuckled amusingly, “Can you ride a scooter? If so, you can take me home!” Vince's voice had changed to that of cold and husky. Rebecca blushed in embarrassment, and apologized quickly. “I’m sorry boss! I didn't mean to annoy you! I mean, can I drive you home with my car? You will feel more comfortable than that of the electric scooter.”She mumbled, her gaze directed to the ground. She was afraid to look up to him, as she imagined the expression that could be on her boss's
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY THREERapidly, the night clouded the sky, and Vincent Hutchinson had woken up from his sleep. Preparing for the meeting between him and Emma Walter. He had pondered on the reason why Emma had wanted to see him. She could see fear in her voice, and he couldn't help felt worried. Even though he was angry at her, he couldn't just ignore her like that. Well, the truth is, he truly love her. Fear and Rejection was the things that was holding him back from telling her how he feels. He had so much enemies to conquer, and with that, he would have to be careful so as not to endanger his love one's life. He stomped out of the building, and got on his electric scooter. He drove towards Orchard Night House. Orchard Night House isn't just an ordinary clubhouse. Influential men, business tycoons are mostly found there. It's mostly ranked as one of the best in Manchester. Not every individual can enter into the clubhouse, the food and drinks are expensive and on
Vincent Hutchinson chuckled softly. He could the doubt in Oliver's eyes. Well, it really going to be baffled if a Pauper like him could afford a mansion that worths two hundered million dollars.He could felt Oliver's gaze on him waiting for an answer to his questions. Vince waved his hand dismissively in the air, and chuckled."I had told you earlier you shouldn't play with me unnecessarily, do you really think I'm just bluffing?" Asked Vincent, the continued. "I have my money with me. You should call one of your attendant to bring out the teller machine and I will make the transaction."Oliver looked amused as he watched him talk. The Two Hundred Million Dollars Ptrmum X Mansion had been on the market for the past three years yet nobody have the ability to spend their penny on him.They gushed about it, then left away from there. Upon hearing Vincent Hutchinson saying he would buy the mansion, he felt bountiful of joy and happiness in his heart but at the same time, he was also worr
While having their converstaions, a man walked up to their table and smiled vividly at Mary Miller while he glanced at Vincent Hutchinson disdainfully. The two of them, Vincent Hutchinson and Mary Miller was confused about what brought the man to their table. While staring at themselves in an awkward manner, the man suddenly spoke up, but it wasn't an ordinary but an authoritative tone, he ordered. "Get up from your seat!" He muttered to Vincent, contempt was really laced in the voice. The person was no other than Charles. Stupefied, Vincent Hutchinson looked up at him, then chuckled softly, "Are you really talking to me, Young Man? You should stop this nonsene if it's a joke!" He said to him. His heart grew in rage, he couldn't control the anger, and lash out angrily at him. "Are you deaf? Why would you think I'm joking? Does it look like a joke to you? I asked you to stand up, and I need to sit and have a talk with this beautiful lady!" He muttered. Vincent really so how ser
“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