He suddenly felt a bit dumbfounded, "Well... Vice President, actually I am not married yet, I don’t know...”
Upon hearing this, Lambert gave him a casual glance, his eyes full of coldness.
Assistant Hills, terrified, quickly said, “How about you... invite the elder for a meal outside? Or maybe, go out for some fun?”
“No.”
Lambert flatly refused. The White family lacked nothing. The cooks at home were probably even better than those outside, and the best restaurant, Imperial Delights, was Ariana's. There would be nothing special in inviting him for a meal.
As for going out for fun, it was even more impossible. White family is on the rise in business and probably has no time for this.
Assistant Hills stiffened, then suggested, “How about...giving gifts?”
Lambert pondered for a moment, “That's possible.”
Giving gifts is the most conservative thing to do. The simplest way to please someone is to gift them what they like.
Upon hearing this, Assistant Hills immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Lambert instructed, “You go and check what the two members of the White family like.”
“Yes, sir!”
In the ward,
When Beverly woke up, she saw herself lying next to Vincent and her face immediately turned ugly.
With tears welling up in her eyes, she was about to get off the bed but was instantly caught by a large hand around her waist.
"Where are you going?" Vincent's voice was gloomy and cold.
"Vincent! Let me go! You're a rapist!" Just hearing his voice sent Beverly into a frantic struggle.
Last night she had witnessed it - Vincent was a complete beast!
He looked so refined, yet in fact, he was a brute. He vented all his frustrations through sexual domination, just because his mood was sour.
And in one night, she felt as though she'd been tortured, her body covered in wounds.
“Rapist?”
Taking swift control, Vincent rolled her under him and pinned her struggling arms, scoffing at her accusations. “I heard you returned from abroad not long ago. There were no familiar faces around, you must have been quite promiscuous, no?"
Feeling a shudder, Beverly was worried that he might discover her past. Enraged and humiliated, she burst out shouting, "You...What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Nonsense?"
A look of disdain spread across Vincent's face. "You had a verbal marriage agreement with Lambert since childhood, right? Don't tell me you love him so much that you wouldn't coquettishly interact with other men?"
On the day Ariana married Lambert, Beverly shamelessly staged a scene to show how much she “loved” Lambert.
But the information he received that night seemed to depict a different scenario.
Initially, Beverly only wanted to use Vincent to push Ariana into a corner, but who knew things would turn out like this?
Beverly cursed under her breath, inwardly wishing she could just kill Vincent. “So what? Everyone has a past, are you implying that it gives you the right to use it against me, to hurt me? You couldn’t conquer Ariana, so you vent your anger on me? Ha! You're nothing but a useless man!"
Vincent's eyes suddenly grew colder, evidently stung by Beverly's words.
Ariana!
He truly regretted not taking advantage of her when she was infatuated with him. Now, not only had he lost her, but also let Lambert benefit.
Upon seeing his regretful expression, Beverly couldn't help but taunt, "Rendered speechless, are you? Well, if I were Ariana, I would also choose Lambert. Comparing you now to Lambert is like the difference between heaven and earth!"
Vincent teasingly responded, "If you don't want this to get out, it's best to behave and submit to me. Don't act recklessly!"
Beverly turned pale. He was right, she knew how ruthless the paparazzi could be. If the things from her past came to light, not to mention marrying Lambert, her reputation would be destroyed.
When she showed no further resistance, Vincent climbed back on top of her.
After an indeterminable amount of time, Beverly heard the faint sound of rustling nearby.
She opened her eyes to see Vincent dressing, the dull pain in her body growing stronger than before.
Noticing her eyes open, he fastened his clothes and disdainfully said, "From now on, you must appear when I call for you."
Humiliated, Beverly clutched at the blanket, her eyes reddening.
"What? You refuse?"
Seeing her like this, he sneered, "Listen, if you don't want this video to leak, you'd better obey me."
After speaking, Vincent left the hospital room.
"Ah!"
After he left, Beverly threw all those things on her bed that humiliated her on the floor, roaring in anger that tore through her heart and lungs.
...
As soon as Ariana returned to the White family house, she tidied up the entire house to make sure that there was no one related to Vincent or Jane. Only then did she feel a little relieved.
The big fire from her previous life had left her with lingering fears. If she was not cautious, she might regret it later.
However, occasionally, when Ariana thought about how Lambert mistakenly thought she had a gastric perforation in the morning, the guilty look on his face made her laugh for quite some time.
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