179: Chapter 179

Chapter 179

"Ah, but things were a lot easier for me when Chloe was around. She was a great mistress because she managed the mansion perfectly. I don't even understand why Mr. Gray abused her so much…" The head maid could only sigh, and she left Mr. Gray alone dealing with his stuff.  2

Nobody was ever good enough for him, so it was better to just do what he said and be prepared to be yelled at by him later on. 

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Vincent picked his suit, tie, shirt, trouser, cufflink, shoes, et cetera. He hated doing this because he thought it was a menial task that should've been done by someone else lesser than him, but nobody he hired did a good job, at least not good enough to satisfy him except for one woman…

And that woman was currently having sex with an old man just to avoid him. 

"Tch, this is supposed to be her job! That ungrateful bitch doesn't know how to show gratitude to me!" Vincent complained. He had to admit that Chloe did a lot of jobs as the mistress of his mansion. 

She managed everything, and that head maid wasn't even half as competent as her. 

Because of the mismanagement, Vincent had to deal with his problems at work and also problems in the mansion.

He could've just left the mansion and stayed in a five-star hotel for the rest of his life. He did that often. For a whole year, he rarely came home unless needed, and he enjoyed sleeping in the hotel because he didn't need to waste his time scolding Chloe. 

But, he had found a new hobby after Chloe left.

That was… to sleep at home— specifically in his master bedroom where he and Chloe were supposed to sleep together.

He didn't know what caused him to develop this habit, but the master bedroom that had been decorated by Chloe was actually a lot more comfortable and homey compared to the five-star penthouse he could live in. 

He stared at himself in the full-body mirror. Vincent was still the same handsome, dashing billionaire as the image he put up in public. 

But he felt something was missing in him, and he didn't know what.

He just felt the missing thing was important, and he couldn't wait to take that missing thing back. 

Vincent shook his head lightly. He didn't want to be distracted by weird things when he was about to meet his little brother. He had to put the same perfect image in front of him, so Vernon would always idolize him as the one above, who should be followed. 

Vincent got out of the walk-in closet in a full formal outfit. He walked to the living room and noticed the inviting aroma from the dining hall.

He walked to the dining hall first and saw the chefs and a few maids had prepared a full breakfast for him.

They cooked a lot every day, even when he wasn't home. But Vincent never touched them, as he found them repulsive.

"Ah, Mr. Gray, we have prepared your breakfast. Would you like to eat?" The chefs greeted the Master of the house. 

Vincent ignored them and walked to the dining table. He noticed a few foods that were usually cooked by Chloe. He took a spoon and scooped the broth.

Vincent sipped the broth, and he frowned instantly. 

CLANK!

Vincent threw the spoon on the table and turned around, "Trash! All of you are a bunch of trash! You can't even cook a fucking soup!" 

The chefs turned pale instantly. They were all trained chefs who had worked in Michelin restaurants for years before they got recruited by Mr. Gray with a handsome salary.

But the pressure was enormous because Mr. Vincent Gray hated everything they cooked. 

Vincent's mood became even worse after tasting the soup. It wasn't as good as he expected from Michelin chefs. He didn't even know how they could fuck up a simple soup that Chloe usually made. 

"Why do I have to be surrounded by idiots, damn this," Vincent murmured as he walked to his office. He slammed the door shut and sat on his chair to rest for a moment.

When he opened his eyes again, he took something from a drawer behind his office desk. 

He took a small, framed picture that he hid well in his home office, a picture of Mackie and Chloe together. 

Of course, he did this because he wanted to look at Mackie, not Chloe, or so he thought. 

Vincent covered half of the frame with his hand, so he didn't need to look at Chloe's face. He stared at his daughter's big smile in the picture for a while, and his lips naturally perked up.

He rarely met his daughter because he was always busy before. Even though he thought Chloe was a useless bitch who became a stay-at-home mom because she had no other skill, he genuinely loved his daughter. 

Mackie was a smart girl, very feisty too. She could make Vincent laugh whenever he had a bad day, and she was always on his side, no matter what.

She was the perfect daughter he wanted, and Chloe took her from him. 

Vincent's jaw clenched when she remembered that useless bitch. He couldn't wait to show her the consequence of ever leaving him. 

Obviously, he treated her very well, and she dared to file for a divorce. 

"I can't wait to get the information from Vernon. He should be here soon with the list of millionaires I have to take care of. I will see what I can do to punish the man who dares to hide my daughter and wife."

Vincent was busy staring at her little daughter's picture when his phone on the table vibrated. 

He thought it was Vernon since he would be coming here to report about his work. 

"What's with the call? Does he want to reschedule our meeting?" Vincent frowned. "No, I don't think my little brother is a person who likes to reschedule without a notice."

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