<h4>Chapter 17: Chapter 17: Paranoid Delusions</h4>
Nina Sinir spent half the day shopping along Eastwood Avenue, ordering a few boxes of the necessary paints and asking the shopkeeper to send them to Zenith Group.
As lunchtime approached, she found a drink shop, bought a beverage, and asked the staff to heat her lunchbox. She sat on an outdoor chair enjoying her meal.
Just as she was about to dig in, she heard a familiar voice from behind.
"Vincent, there’s a local restaurant nearby with delicious food. How about we try it together?"
This voice... It’s really lingering.
Nina Sinir furrowed her brows; she didn’t need to look to know who it was. Isn’t it Sierra Sinir, that fake friend? She decided not to pay attention, preferring to ignore what she couldn’t see.
She picked up a piece of cauliflower and stuffed it in her mouth. Sierra Sinir noticed her, "Nina? What are you doing here?"
Nina Sinir had no choice but to turn around. Sure enough, it was Sierra Sinir and Vincent Lancaster. Sierra Sinir was holding Vincent Lancaster’s hand, the two of them looking inseparable.
Today, Sierra Sinir wore a bud-green long dress with her ck hair flowing over her shoulders. She tightened her arms and leaned closer to Vincent Lancaster, a victorious smile on her face, looking quite pleased with herself.
Nina Sinir felt slightly speechless.
How had she not realized before that Sierra Sinir was such a two-faced woman?
She had considered Sierra Sinir a close friend, sharing much about her and Vincent Lancaster’s affairs with her. Perhaps that’s why she felt the urge to seduce him?
Vincent Lancaster’s expression darkened instantly when he saw Nina Sinir.
He asked with irritation, "Nina Sinir, are you stalking us? Isn’t the check I gave you enough? Really shameless, I’m warning you, if you cling onto me again, I’ll make sure you regret it!"
Nina Sinir couldn’t help but roll her eyes andugh.
Does Vincent Lancaster have some sort of persecutionplex?
Stalking them? She simply didn’t have the free time to do something so mindless.
"Mr. Vincent Lancaster, aren’t you a bit too narcissistic? I have no interest in trash like you, who’s juggling multiple rtionships, nor would I cling onto you."
"Trash?" Vincent Lancaster’s expression sank, infuriated, "You call me trash, but weren’t you the one dating me before?"
Nina Sinir shrugged helplessly, sighed and said, "I used to have poor vision and picked trash, but luckily..." She nced at Sierra Sinir with a meaningful look, "putting trash back in the dumpster."
Sierra Sinir’s face turned dark, trembling with rage.
Actually calling her a dumpster!
In front of Vincent Lancaster, she was always the gentle and demure scion. Even if angry, she wouldn’t potentially argue with Nina Sinir.
In an instant, Sierra Sinir suppressed her anger, her expression returning to normal.
She softly said to Vincent Lancaster, "Vincent, maybe Nina really wasn’t stalking us, just a coincidence."
"Hmph! Coincidence? Veridia is so big, why don’t we see her coincidentally appearing somewhere else? Sierra, you’re just too kindhearted, always speaking up for this woman. Could she possibly be greedy, wanting more money?"
Nina Sinir coldly sneered, "Are you talking about that fifty thousand check? It is indeed a bit small."
Vincent Lancaster’s eyes revealed an expression of disgust.
She finally admitted it!
Nina Sinir really is a woman who never gets enough.
Just as he wanted to say something, Nina Sinir continued, "After all, on your engagement day, the paper money I’d burn for you would start from billions, fifty thousand is too little."
"You..." Vincent Lancaster’s face turned ck with anger, ring fiercely at Nina Sinir.
How did he never notice before, Nina Sinir’s tongue could be so sharp?
Nina Sinir sighed, and said, "Veridia is big, I’ll coincidentally show up at Zenith tomorrow, the day after, and the day after that too. So, Mr. Vincent Lancaster, want to ask Ms. Tang to cancel my mural order? To prevent small-brained people from thinking I’m stalking you."