A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 270 I Don't Want It

"Macey, were you okay that day?" Leila asked with great concern as soon as they met.

"You're the one who's not okay, aren't you?" Macey frowned with a look of impatience.

"Leila, I'm telling you, don't ask me out and don't act like you care about me. I can't stand this kind of fake look from you! You're just like your mom, so fake!"

"Macey!" Leila was startled, she knew Macey had always been hostile to her and her mom, especially since Macey knew she was also their dad's biological child, Macey had been very cold to her. "You can't keep playing around like this, you have to get a good job!"

"Humph! What's wrong? I'm not relying on you to support me even if I don't work now, am I?" Macey snorted coldly and took a sip from the glass on the table. "Don't keep meddling in my private life! There's no more video, and none of you are going to control me!"

"Macey!" Leila was shocked, she didn't know whether Vincent had a backup or not, and it was hard for her to confirm for a while. "Don't you do it for us, for your mom's sake, you should pull yourself together too!"

Leila was reluctant to say too much because she would be preachy, but she was really afraid that Macey would keep giving up on herself! She really cared about her too!

"Pull myself together? When did I not pull myself together? For you and your mother who are used to robbing your own sister's man, I live a more real life than you. Don't mention all this benevolence and filial piety in front of me, you don't deserve it!" Macey said and stood up.

"All right! Let's stop talking and eat!" The waiter had already served the meal.

"Eat it yourself, eating with you will kill my appetite!" Macey glared fiercely at Leila and narrowed her eyes as she walked past Leila. "Leila, don't get cocky, Vincent won't grow old with you, just wait and

see! He'll dump you, more viciously and horribly than he dumped me! You better have enough sleight of hand to keep yourself from being too miserable! I forgot to tell you that your husband, my brother-in- law, Mr. White has called me and asked me to go to his office. How? Have you ever been to his office?"

A chill hit Leila's back and she froze as she watched Macey stride away with pride, feeling powerless.

'Mr. White asked Macey to go to his office?' Leila thought.

Leila was puzzled, didn't he go on a business trip?

She didn't want to believe it, but when she called the receptionist of the White Group, the message she got was that the president was at the office and she needed to make an appointment to see him.

The White Group.

At this moment, in the president's office…

Vincent was flipping through the documents on his table. He had a different kind of temperament at work, he was mature and stable, with an innate kingly aura emanating from him.

"President, Miss Hunter has arrived…"

Hearing the secretary's report from the other end of the phone, Vincent stopped moving his hands, put his pen aside, placed his hands on the arm of his chair, and looked at the door with eyes as sharp as eagle's. His eyes were shrouded in mystery.

Macey was led into the president's office by the secretary, she didn't know why Vincent wanted to see her, but she didn't think it was a good thing either!

His office was still as luxurious as before, but she didn't bother to observe. She just stood in the doorway and stared at him steadily.

"Clara, go out and give the order for me, no one is allowed to come in!" Vincent's face didn't have the slightest expression, instructing his secretary coldly.

Clara quickly left the office and closed the door.

"What does President White want from me?" Macey walked over and sat in the executive chair across from him, her eyes looking straight into his eye.

Vincent snorted, leaned back in his chair with an arrogant posture, and then said in an indifferent tone, "I think you should know very well!"

"I should know very well?" Macey raised an eyebrow and rolled her eyes, a sneer appearing at the corner of her mouth, "Is it because you want me to sleep with you? Other than that, I really can't think of what you want from me!"

Instead of being angry, Vincent laughed. "Are you overestimating your ability or underestimating my intelligence?"

"I've never overestimated my ability, I've always been the real me, and you, devious and cunning have always been your original character, but unfortunately I didn't see it!" Macey snorted and her tone was sharp. "That's why I wasted so many years on you!"

Vincent knitted his eyebrows, and the wrinkles between the eyebrows deepened. At this moment, his sharp black eyes stared gloomily at Macey, who was standing opposite and looked incomparably calm. She was really good at playing dumb! "I never said I'm kind, and you, you can even hurt your own sister. How much better are you than me?"

For a moment, a hint of surprise flashed across Macey's face, followed by a smile. Then she stood up, walked around the table to the opposite side and sat endearingly on his lap, her vision blurred.

"Vincent, do you think it would be interesting if Leila was raped by a pervert? And then take a video of it, how much of a cuckold would you be?"

In an instant, a hint of frost flashed across Vincent's handsome face, his body exuding a chill that made people shudder, but in a split second, he burst into laughter, "Hahahaha...That must have been a lot of fun, you two sisters really love taking videos!"

Macey didn't expect him to say this, she thought Leila was different for him, otherwise why would he marry Leila? "You're not afraid of being cuckolded?"

"That's my business! Macey, don't play such underhanded tricks in front of me. My woman can only be played by me, a bitch like you is not worthy!" Vincent said slowly and unhurriedly, but it was this gentle and calm tone that made Macey's face instantly contorted. C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

"Ha! I'm a bitch? But the pleasure you got from me as a bitch was not the usual. Dear Vincent, don't you miss the affection we had before?" Macey reached out for Vincent's tie and drew circles on his chest slowly.

"I get more pleasure from other women. Any other woman is tighter and more delicate than you, and you're already calloused there, dear Macey!" Vincent looked at her with a sneer, his eyes were a look of endless disdain and humiliation.

Macey wasn't swayed, her hand still drawing circles on his body. As long as he didn't refuse, she would still have a chance. Her hand slowly reached into his shirt and unbuttoned it. She knew where his sensitive spots were and how to ignite his sensitivities easily.

Vincent just looked at her and didn't push her away. He just sat there and watched Macey's hands molest his body with wild abandon.

"Isn't it easier to trample on places that are worn out with calluses?" Macey laughed.

Vincent smiled evilly. "That's right! But I don't like a promiscuous woman! What to do?"

Maisie's countenance fell, then she smiled again. "Is that so? No one has asked dear Vincent to fuck a promiscuous woman!"

"Then what are you doing here?" Vincent hooked the corners of his lips while his gaze fell on Macey's face. Their eyes met and he still said in an unhurried tone, "You want me?"

"You're having a reaction!" Macey's hand had rested on the hotness beneath him where a pile of tents pitched beneath his pants.

"Your tactics are indeed superior to before, how many men have you practiced on?" Vincent looked at Macey in his arms, hooked up a sexy smile and said playfully. Undeniably, Macey's both face and body shape were outstanding. In the past, he was really quite satisfied with her body.

"Vincent, you're smiling lewdly!"

A hearty smile overflowed from the corners of Vincent's thin mouth, his eyes were intense with a smile that couldn't see his true emotions, and it was only then that his hand reached for her thigh and rubbed it gently. "Do you think you can succeed?"

"What?"

"Seduce me! Do you think it will work?" He laughed even more evilly.

Macey was momentarily in a trance, such Vincent was someone she hadn't known in the past. He was clearly poised, clearly had hardened, but he didn't make any next moves.

In the next second, his large hand suddenly gripped her softness, and the sudden stimulation made Macey draw a breath of cold air. Right after his big hands waved, her dress turned into several pieces.

His hand gripped her softness, and her face flushed unconsciously. She couldn't resist him, never could, and she thought that if she hadn't been tempted by another man, the woman who would have stayed with him was not Leila, but her.

With another wave of his hand, all her clothes were scattered on the floor, and the clothes that were originally very revealing were even more unwearable at the moment!

"Do you want it?" His voice was husky.

She gripped his burning cock and looked at him alluringly. "We both want it!"

"I'm sorry, I don't want it!" With that, he pulled her hand away from holding his cock and with a violent push, Macey, who was wearing nothing, was pushed to the ground by Vincent.

He stood up mercilessly and took the wet tissue on the table to wipe his hands.

Macey lost her balance and was pushed to the ground. She looked at Vincent in dismay and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"Get out of here now!" His words were like a pot of cold water poured over her head, and all her senses came back. She had lost! Her big eyes were misty as she stared blankly at his overly handsome face.

Her clothes were shredded all over the floor and she couldn't find a good piece of fabric, how could she walk out like this? "Aren't you afraid that it will be a bad influence on you if I go out like this?"

This was his company, and if she went out naked, he would be one of those affected!

"Ha! I'm not obligated to take care of the face of a prostitute who openly sells herself door-to-door. Excuse me, I have a meeting to go to, so please leave my office now!"

Maisie couldn't believe he would be so cruel, but she didn't want to give up and she couldn't walk out like this too. So she stood up with her gorgeous naked body.

"Get out!" Vincent said in a cold voice, his deep and sharp eyes sweeping over the naked body in front of him. Then he shifted his eyes to the documents in front of him, disdain flashing across his handsome, cold and indifferent face.

"Vincent, you obviously reacted!" Macey shouted shrilly. "Even if you don't want me and want to kick me out, you couldn't let me go out like this, right?"

She raised her eyes with resentment and looked at Vincent's focused face who was seriously reviewing the document. His profound features were as fine as a sculptor's chiseled carving. The sharp, dark eyes contained wisdom and shrewdness, and the tightly pursed thin lips looked so sexy and serious. Macey walked over again and hugged Vincent directly, her hand touching his chest again teasingly.

With a snap, she was thrown to the ground again by Vincent, and that's when the phone rang.

Vincent glanced at her coldly. "Fuck off!"