Chapter 100 Just Think of It Like You Were Bitten by a Dog

• As Victoria arrived at Room 505 about ten minutes later, she saw Vincent wearing a vest as he leaned against the wall smoking a cigarette. Even though his handsome face was shrouded in smoke, he looked visibly annoyed, hateful, and helpless.
• "Vince," Victoria called for him while she was about three meters away and continued walking toward him while holding a bag.
• He turned as he heard Victoria's call, snuffed out the cigarette, and threw it on the trash can cover. He furrowed his brows slightly in displeasure and asked, "What took you so long? Don't tell me someone found out about you?"