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Chapter 167: Go to Your Own Room

The tattooed man felt his head buzzing. First, because Vincent Hill had slapped him so hard, and second, because he couldn’t believe what Vincent had just said. “Are you deaf? Get on your knees!” Vincent slapped him again, this time even harder, his anxiety palpable. “Ow!” the tattooed man groaned, his face twisted in pain. “If you don’t kneel right now, I’ll break your legs!” Vincent shouted, genuinely panicking. Although the tattooed man still didn’t fully understand what was going on, he had no choice but to kneel before Elena. After Vincent let out a sigh of relief, he hurried over to Elena, his face full of contrition. “Miss Campbell, I swear this has nothing to do with me. I didn’t know what was happening here!” Seeing Vincent’s sycophantic demeanor, everyone around him was stunned. Vincent Hill? He was a direct descendant of the powerful Hill family, someone who rarely even acknowledged others. And now, he was bowing and scraping to a young woman like Elena? Elena glance

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