Twilight Club.

When Vincent stepped into the box, he saw Clarence sitting there, drinking. The box was extremely quiet.

He walked to sit opposite Clarence, pouring a glass of wine for himself. “Hey, dude. What happened?”

Clarence didn’t answer.

Sensitively, Vincent saw the wound at the corner of his mouth. He clicked his tongue. He knew what happened without getting Clarence’s answer.

After drinking for a while in silence, Vincent asked, “Is it so difficult for you to admit that you like her?”

Clarence paused his hand that was holding a goblet. He looked up at Vincent coldly, “Pardon me?”

“Well, it doesn’t matter what I said. It matters what you are thinking. You always said that you dislike your wife, but all things you’ve done declared that you like her a lot.”

“Bullshit.”

“Then why did you ask someone to keep an eye on Horace Jason?”

After a while, Clarence said in a flat tone, “She tried her best to divorce me just because she wanted to marry into the Jason family. Do you think I would give her such a chance?”

Vincent was speechless.

He knew that he could never wake up someone who was pretending to sleep.

...

Since Annie went back to the Conrads' Mansion, she started smashing things in her room. Everything that could be smashed was broken.

The servant was standing at the door and didn’t have the guts to calm her down. Then she went to find Joanna.

Upon hearing it, Joanna couldn’t help frowning. “Who pissed her off again?”

“I don’t know, Mrs. Conrad. Miss Conrad is so angry since she came back.”

Joanna asked, “Has Dempsey come back?”

“Not yet.”

Joanna hummed. She stood up and said, “I’ll go check on her. Call two maids to tidy her room.”

Annie had become more and more spoiled in recent years. Her original surname wasn’t Conrad, and Dempsey had become less and less patient with her. If it weren’t for the marriage for convenience with the Jason family, Dempsey would probably kick her out long ago.

When Joanna arrived at the door of Annie’s room, she felt a migraine when seeing the messy room. “What happened?”

Annie shed tears when seeing Joanna. She said in an extremely aggrieved tone, “Aunt Joanna...”

“Stop crying. Tell me what happened directly.”

“I went to meet Horace today, but that woman was pestering him again.”

Joanna looked annoyed. “Which woman?”

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