Chapter 1076 Extra Story 57 Of Sweetness Between Bri And Mol Settlement

"I have always thought that you are Brian's right hand. Since when have you become Molly's slave?" With a put-down tone on her voice, Cora jeered while darting a look at Vincent with her disdainful glance.

To her surprise, he didn't seem to be angered by her words. He just shrugged and casually replied, "It doesn't matter who my master is. What's important for me is, I enjoy life to the fullest. No matter what I do, as long as I feel happy about it, then I will do it. Don't you agree? Miss Ke?" Cora's face turned dark. He seemed to find joy in that and put up a meaningful smile without even the slightest expression of annoyance on his face. Then he continued, "Oh sorry, I almost forgot, that you are not happy with your life. Perhaps, whatever you do, nothing can make you feel happy at all."

The irony in Vincent's words immediately lit up her anger. Minutes later she was so into him because of his outlook in life, and then all of a sudden he looked like a bitter curd to her, so annoying both in sight and in taste. Not wanting to elicit a misunderstanding, she didn't argue back. After glaring at the mischievous man, she diverted her eyes to Brian, who was standing near his car, at some distance away from her. Looking at him from a distance, she knew that he was such a cold-blooded person by nature, but she didn't know that he could be so cold-blooded to her of all persons. He even treated her so indifferently, completely disregarding the close relationship between their fathers.

"Stop looking at Mr. Brian Long." Nudging at her side, Vincent reminded her, "In this world, no one could make him change his mind, except for the women in his family and his beloved wife Mrs. Molly Long. But you…" Looking at Cora from head to foot with a snarl, he shook his head. "You can't!" He paused for a brief moment and slowly let out a sigh. "Actually, I have a piece of advice for you. After you go back, never appear in front of Mrs. Molly Long again. I can assure you that Mr. Brian Long is not going to look for you."

More disdained at him this time, Cora just sneered at him trying hard to hold her grudge towards him lest she might punch him in the face if he kept on insulting her.

That put Vincent in a conundrum. 'I don't get her. What k

“Who does she think she is? I won’t marry her even if she is the last woman on earth,” said Hiram Rong.

“Marry into a family with tens of billions of assets? How lucky I am! I won’t be so foolish as to break off the engagement. At worst, I can receive money as part of the divorce settlement,” said Rachel Ruan.

Their great-grandfathers made a pact about their engagement a hundred years ago...

tending to her aid. Trying hard to suppress the impulse to put her hand in his, she blurted out, "Are you pitying me?"

A mild smile was plastered on his face. His eyes were as dark as the deepest cave. His lips gently parted as he slowly said, "I never pity anyone, and I will never will." With his voice getting deeper and deeper with every word, Brian lowered himself a little more and whispered to her, "You know that as the ruler of XK, the first thing I should give up is pitying anyone."

Knowing Brian and the agency Cora knew that what he was telling was the truth. Usually, it was the truth that would hurt most.

She should have expected herself to be hurt when she blurted that question out. Regardless of his answer—whether he admitted that he pitied her or not—she would get hurt anyway.

Eventually, she couldn't contain her tears any longer, which flushed out from her eyes and streamed down her face. Even though her physical age was thirty, after she woke up from a coma, she was no different from the girl before she fell into the deep sleep. That girl was just over twenty years old. Time may have left a mark on her physical appearance, but not her soul. Women were strange creatures. They could be both tender and staunch at the same time. Because of their motherly nature, they may seem indomitable under extreme conditions. However, on one side, they were s fragile and vulnerable in such a way that they could be easily beaten by their loved ones, especially the men they loved.