Chapter 462

Vincent's expression stiffened as he pulled his hand back. He said in a harsh tone, "No." He screwed the cap on the ointment. "It's late. You should get some rest." With that, he stood up and, feeling his way along the couch, headed upstairs. Tiffany followed him. "Let me help you up..." "No need!" Vincent's reaction was sharp as he brushed off her hand. "I've got some work to do. I'll sleep in the study tonight. You sleep by yourself, don't wait for me." "Vincent!" Tiffany called out his name. But he quickened his pace, practically fleeing. Tiffany sat downstairs for a moment, then took out her phone and dialed Charles. "Tiffany? It's late. Is something wrong?" "Mr. Stewart, has something happened at Lewis Group?" There was a two-second silence on the other end. Then, Charles replied, "Nothing major. Why did you ask?" Tiffany glanced upstairs. Charles' brief pause had already confirmed her suspicions. If she wasn't mistaken, it was likely Donald causing trouble again. "Vince