A SUBSTITUTE BRIDE

– If you leave your things in a mess again, I will throw them away.

Vincent said coldly.

Grabbing the blessing bag tightly, Lyana shyly asked,

– You don’t like blessing bags?

– I just think it smells good. So I put it in the trunk to get some perfume, Vincent said coldly, slamming the cupboard.

Lyana looked at Vincent strangely. She had a nagging feeling that he was acting a little strange today. Didn’t he like ambergris? Why would he put a sandalwood

– scented sachet in a safe?

What kind of safe would need a scent?

He walked over to the dressing table and started drying his hair indifferently. With his back turned to Lyana, he said sternly,

– Don’t leave your things lying around so carelessly in the future.

Lyana was still puzzled, but she nodded and said

– I understand.

Holding the blessing bag, she left the house.

Shortly after Lyana left, Vincent changed into the office. Within ten minutes, he heard a knock on the door.

He was bored reading documents when the knock came. He said indifferently,

– Come in.

The door opened and he saw Louise enter shyly.

Vincent’s expression darkened. So it was her, that boring person.

Louise gave what she thought was a sweet smile. Hands behind her back, she smiled at Vincent and said in a low voice,

– Second young master.

When he heard this, goosebumps rose all over his body. He frowned and looked at Louise unhappily, his whole body giving off a cold aura.

– What is this ?

Louise smiled and pulled out the blessing bag behind her. Her blessing bag was also dark blue, the exact same color as Lyana’s.

However, Louise’s blessing bag seemed to be more exquisite.

Although the two bags look alike at first glance, they are actually completely different.

Vincent thinks about his gaffe this morning and frowns.

– Eh ?

Louise smiled at Vincent and said kindly

– Second Young Master, I made two blessing bags last time. I thought you wouldn’t like the first blessing bag, so I wanted to give it to you.

Seeing that Vincent was not chasing her, she continued:

– Second young madam also said that my blessing bag was beautifully made. She wants an identical one,

Vincent was already furious. Now that he heard Louise’s words, his anger was skyrocketing. He asked coldly,

– Are you trying to say that Lyana plagiarized your idea of making a blessing bag?Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Louise could of course tell he was unhappy, but she wasn’t that stupid. Pretending to be confused, she asked:

– Ah, second young master, do you think that second young lady made an identical blessing bag?

– Second Young Lady is too polite. If I had known, I would have given her this blessing bag, Louise said in frustration.

– I should have asked clearly before doing anything.

– Identical ?

Vincent raised his eyebrows slightly.

Louise thought Vincent had had enough of Lyana. She quickly nodded and said:

– The second young lady wanted to make a blessing bag identical to mine.

Vincent’s eyes instantly went cold. The coldness emanating from his body instantly chills the initially hot study.

It was only then that Louise realized she had said something wrong. She spoke anxiously,

– Second… Second young master!

– Are you worthy?

Vincent spelled out every word clearly. The mockery in his words was evident.

Louise looked at Vincent in shock. She didn’t know what she said was wrong.

This morning, she had seen the blessing bag in Lyana’s hand. This blessing bag was identical to the one she had embroidered. She anxiously explained,

– Second young master, this blessed bag is my…

– What does a bag of blessing symbolize?

Vincent interrupted Louise bluntly.

Louise was rocking on the spot, her mind in disorder. She answered,

– It’s… it’s a blessing!

– It’s true. It is a blessing. Blessing bags are for the dead.

Vincent said with a somber expression. He himself had only learned of it this morning.

Louise was a little stunned. She didn’t know how to react.

As she was about to explain, she felt the air around her turn cold, as if she were trapped in hell. His eyes couldn’t help but turn red.

– No, Second Young Master, I…

Before she could finish speaking, Vincent asked

– Are you cursing me?

At that time, Louise had no time to explain herself. She hurriedly threw the blessing bag out of the office. As tears streamed down her face from fear and worry, she tried to explain, “No, no, second young master, I really don’t know what the bag of blessing means. I always thought it was just to bless and protect his family. I…

– Who asked you to copy his embroidery? It is shameful to plagiarize.

Suppressing his anger, Vincent continued:

– And you made such a bad copy. Didn’t I warn you before? You don’t have a brain?

Louise suddenly remembered how the snake had felt wrapped around her neck. Her legs gave out and she collapsed to the floor.

Vincent’s patience was at an end. He said coldly:

– Go away.

Louise looked at Vincent in disbelief. Looking at Vincent’s cold expression, she instantly understood what he meant. Crying she begged,

– Second young master, you cannot dismiss me. Mom and Dad are going to be upset. If my sister finds out…

– Did your parents order you to become my mistress, or to break up my marriage? If your sister knew you thought of me that way, I’m sure she’d be so mad that she’d find a way to crawl from hell just to settle accounts with you.

Louise’s body swayed!

– Hang up your blessing bag in front of your sister’s grave. Don’t contaminate my house!

Louise’s tears flowed as she argued:

– No, it was my sister who pampered me the most. She gave me everything. If she finds out you kicked me out, she’ll definitely be upset!

– Since she loved you so much and gave you everything she could, she can also kill you. You will go to hell in her place and you will let her live.

Vincent said no mercy.

Louise wanted to say something, but was abruptly pulled out of the room by the butler.

Vincent’s gaze fell on the blessing bag next to the office door. He approached with a somber expression and threw down the blessing bag without hesitation.

All the dirty things were now gone. He closed the office door, feeling much better.

He returned to his desk, his gaze resting on the computer screen.

“The Dubois Corporation is in danger. A mysterious buyer is buying up a large number of shares of the Dubois Corporation. The Dubois Corporation is in danger. The president is about to be replaced”

Leaning back in his chair, Vincent squints. After thinking, he made a phone call to Thomas.

– Second young master!

– Who buys the shares of the Dubois company?

– I think it’s the former president of the viritue group.

Vincent had heard of the former president of the viritue company. However, since it was a small company, he hadn’t paid much attention to it.

– Find me an appointment with the former president of the group viritue said Vincent after thinking.

Hearing Vincent’s words, Thomas was slightly stunned. He hesitated for a moment and said awkwardly

– Second Young Master, the former president of the viritue group has always been elusive. The last time he made an appearance was when he bought the Third Psychiatric Hospital with Mr. Martin. He hired many psychiatrists, and helped many patients get better. After that he disappeared…

Hearing Thomas’ words, Vincent paused for a moment and asked:

– Which hospital did you say it was?

– The third psychiatric hospital.

Vincent’s mind raced.

– The psychiatric hospital where Lyana used to stay?

– Yes sir.

Vincent’s slender fingers tapped lightly on the table. His expression changed slightly.

– Carry on.

– Hmm…

Thomas didn’t understand what Vincent was thinking at the moment, but he quickly continued:

– I already asked someone to contact the former president of the viritue group but I couldn’t even get my hands on his secretary.

– If you can’t get me an appointment, you won’t need to come back.

Vincent hung up without hesitation.

Thomas was sitting at his desk, listening to the dial tone. Confusion was on his face.

Odd.

What was wrong with the second young master today?

Had he swallowed gunpowder?