Vincent never showed too much emotion unless when he was laughing at Chloe, who cried and begged to be left alone.
It made Priscilla wonder if she should tell him about her request or not…
Meanwhile, Vincent was busy with his own thoughts right now. He was angry at Chloe for running away and fixing herself. In his mind, the way Chloe became ugly and unwanted was completely justified, because he was protecting her.
'That bitch, she wants to be beautiful like ten years ago because he wants to seduce men, huh? All my hard work for ten years to keep her safe will be in vain, what an ungrateful bitch!'
It took him a while to calm down, trying to regulate his breathing as he was about to burst at this point.
'Okay, calm down, Vincent. You can always mold her again later. She is a weak-willed woman. You just need to do the usual.'
