Chapter 69 Never Mind Then

• Standing in front of the desk with his back to her, Christian picked up his cup of tea and held it to his lips as a dark glint flickered in his eyes. "There's no fun in punishing you."
• Does he mean that he's not gonna let Vincent off?! Victoria stood up with a frown before forcing herself to sit down again. Trying to maintain her composure as much as possible, she asked, "I'm not as smart as Miss Spritz is. Mr. Thatcher, could you make yourself clear?"
• Christian replied, "Delta Club's hall has been smashed up. There's no way you could afford to pay for it in your lifetime with your current salary." The vases Vincent had smashed were basically antiques.