Chapter 318

Vincent and Charles stood in the corridor outside the suite. The two were silent for a long time before Charles spoke up, "How do you plan to handle this?" Vincent glanced at him. "There are too many problems. Of course, I'll have to deal with them one by one." Charles fell silent for a moment. Then, he asked, "Are you going to tell Tiffany?" Vincent frowned as he gazed into the distance. "Tiffany is a soft-spoken woman. She's too pure and innocent. I'll handle the dirty work alone." "I see." Charles nodded. But when he turned around, he caught sight of Tiffany. He hastily coughed and said, "Tiffany." The way Tiffany saw it, Charles' cough sounded more like a purposeful reminder for Vincent to end the topic. Vincent froze for a moment. Putting out his cigarette, he tried to pat away the smoky smell on his body. Then, he turned around and walked up to Tiffany. His dark gaze bore down upon her. "You're awake." Fatigue was written all over Vincent's face. A faint tobacco scent