Once Fated, Twice Obsessed

1 Vince is back！

“Vince Evans is back!”

“Vince Evans is back!”

Early in the morning, the servants in Jones' villa began whispering about the young man who had created a mythical fortune on Wall Street in the past three years.

Vince Evans is a name that no one can ignore.

Vince Evans has long been considered an anomaly in high society. Three years ago, Vince Evans was just a recent college graduate. It is said that he refused to inherit the family business, and only brought 10,000 dollars, only to Wall Street, alone to face the many sophisticated financiers of Wall Street.

Just when everyone was ready to see a good show, as a young man with blood, Vince did not rely on his father's fame, but with his own strength on Wall Street through venture capital to obtain great wealth, let everyone impress him.

Wealth, fame, wine, beauty, and flash ...... All of America's attention was focused on this young man, Vince Evans, who is only 26 years old, for a time. Everyone was expecting to see the histrionics of a burgeoning rich newcomer and his extravagant life, yet Vince was not like the fame and fortune dudes. In the face of all the temptations, Vince keeps a low profile to the public. He hardly gives interviews and does not attend the prestigious parties of celebrities. His schedule and private life have always been a secret. Only in the occasional paparazzi shots of his flings with celebrities can one see a tall, handsome, blurry figure.

Even so, as a handsome single young man who is good at creating wealth, Vince has always been the center of attention. For actresses and celebrities in particular, getting Vince means gaining a permanent entrance to high society and a capital of superiority.

And for wealthy businessmen with young daughters, having Vince as their son-in-law means a permanent insurance policy for their wealth.

Who would resist this temptation?

So when the news came that Vince Evans had returned to Los Angeles from New York, the rich and famous and the ladies of Los Angeles were all abuzz.

Even the servants in the Jones household became excited.

Since 5 years ago, the Jones family has been on a downward spiral. Especially after the economic crisis 2 years ago, the Jones family's financial deficit has been very serious. Although, on the surface, the Jones family has maintained its former glory, everyone in the family is worried about the future.

Abel Jones had asked Vince Evans for help a year ago, and Vince's request was that he take 80% of the Jones company.

Vince Evans' ambition was clear. He wanted to swallow up the Jones family jewelry company.

Abel Jones turned him down, but at the same time, he closed his last door. For a year, Vince watched the Jones family like a dying prey, waiting for it to go bankrupt before making his move.

Vince was patient enough, but the Jones company could not wait any longer. If there is no more investment, the Jones jewelry company will go bankrupt next year.

Now that Vince Evans was back in New York, it was the Jones family's only chance.

After rejecting Vince once, the Jones family had no leverage left, except for Abel Jones' daughter - Lydia Jones.

At this moment, in a pink princess' room, servants are putting on Lydia's girdle.

Lydia's mother, Megan, is picking out her dress for the party. "Honey, what do you think of this black velvet gown? It looks elegant and modest but shows off your breasts perfectly. I guarantee all the men are going to look back at you, including Vince."

The servant was cinching the girdle on Lydia's body hard, making her already slim waist even tighter, and the S-shaped curves on her body were even more obvious.

"Very good, very good." Megan nodded her head in satisfaction while admiring Lydia's figure. "A truly sexy woman must have a perfect waist-to-hip ratio. And a man who really knows women must go hard for the curves of a woman from her back to her waist to her hips. Oh, my dear daughter, I can already imagine the lust in Vince's eyes when he sees you."

Lydia lowered her eyes, her long lashes covering the loss in her eyes.

Everyone was talking about Vince.

Overnight, it became the mission of every famous girl in Los Angeles to impress Vince, including Lydia, but no one cared what she thought.

Noticing Lydia's low mood, Megan put away her happy expression, took Lydia's hand and said with concern, "I know it's not what you want to do, but we can't help it. Your father's health is getting worse every day, and the company's debt is like a bottomless pit. You know, if we can't get Vince's investment this year, we'll go bankrupt next year, and then we'll have to move out of this villa and go to the slums to squeeze into a small, run-down rental house. Can you bear to do that?"

Lydia tried to say something, but her breath reached her throat and turned into a sigh.

Megan persuaded again. "I know you've always wanted to be a jewelry designer. If our company goes bankrupt, there's no way for your dream to come true, is there? So now we have to keep our company. That's your dream too, isn't it?"

It was Lydia's dream to become a jewelry designer, but she wanted to be a woman who sat in her office and put her heart and soul into making designs, not a woman who went to great lengths to dress herself to please men.

"Do I have to go to that party? It wasn't even a welcome party for Vince, it was a disgusting party for him to pick women. All the women treating themselves as commodities to cater to that abominable bad guy ......"

"Shhh!" Megan interrupted Lydia. You must be careful what you say when you go to a party at night. Don't make Vince hate you."

"Isn't he a jerk? He stopped every investor on Wall Street from working with us in order to annex our family's company. He just wants to watch us go off the deep end and wait for us to get on our knees and beg him. There is no way to satisfy the appetite of such a bastard!"

"And how do you plan to save the company? With your designs that don't sell?"

"Mom!" Lydia's eyes widened, tears welling up in her eyes. "The reason why my designs didn't sell was because of that bad guy!"

Lydia sat down on the floor in defeat.

Her mother was right, Vince had destroyed all their hopes, and they really had no way out.

Megan sat next to Lydia and rubbed her back. "My good girl. Don't always think badly of things. Vince is at least a young, handsome billionaire."

"I know my mission is to marry a rich man. When you guys first took me home by force at my graduation ceremony at Oxford, I couldn't even say goodbye to my friends. For all these years, you forced me to meet with Richard, the drug dealer. Now that Richard has left America, you are forcing me to just seduce Vince. You just want me to marry a rich man, whether the other man is young or old. You don't care about my feelings as long as you can get enough money! You guys are no different from those selfish people."

Pa! The sound of a slap rang out and Lydia felt a burning pain in her cheek.

"How can you say that! We're doing this for your own good! When other ladies in Los Angeles become rich wives carrying Hermes bags for afternoon tea every day, and you're stuck being a designer who stays up late for a paycheck, you'll know how important it is to marry a rich man!"

Megan said to the servant, "Go get that ice to take down her swelling."

Lydia's one hand covered her punched cheek. Her tears did not fall, but the pain came through her skin all the way to her heart.

She closed her eyes in despair. She had no choice.

It was a circle decorated with vanity and money. A woman needs Hermes and jewelry to decorate her smile, and then waits late at night in loneliness for her womanizing husband.

Lydia didn't want to be this pathetic woman. She wanted to leave her family after graduation, find a job as a designer and live with Vic, her boyfriend from college. She didn't tell Vic who she really was because she wanted a life of freedom from the chains.

However, her parents deleted all contact information about Vic and made her a tool to please men again, linking her to rich men.

Lydia feels sorry for Vic. She never had the courage to contact him again.

Vic is a fresh graduate with boundless hope, while Lydia is just a bird in a cage.

She doesn't want to add to Vic's life.

The only thing she can do is to disappear from his world and set him free.

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An upscale private bar where three aristocrats are lazily and elegantly lounging on a couch.

"Vince, I guess all the ladies in California are pulling out all the stops to get into your bed right now." Cecil teased Vince as he shook the wine in his hand, "Gee, I wonder who's going to take the top spot tonight?"

Vince grunted, annoyed, and took a drink from the red wine in front of him.

A drop of red wine trickled down his graceful jawline and flowed with the movement of his mouth to his sexy Adam 's apple.

Cecil prodded. "I bet there are countless women who would love to get on their knees and lick this drop of red wine down your Adam 's apple. I've come up with a great idea, and tomorrow I'm going to launch a wine in my bar called "Vince's Adam 's apple ". Let women drink while fantasizing about kissing your throat knot. Oh my God, this scene is too sexy and erotic. I'm such a business genius, I must have made a fortune from it."

"Don't make such boring jokes." Vince casually threw the expensive wine glass on the carpet, wiped the red wine off his throat with a handkerchief, and annoyingly ripped the collar of his shirt, exposing a large portion of his pecs.

The ivory button on the shirt was ripped off, and the button bounced on the floor several times and rolled to some corner.

No one cared about this little button. Only the housekeeping staff will find this surprise "tip" tomorrow.

Ulric, Vince's friend and business partner, said, "Drink less, Vince, you have a welcome dinner to attend tonight. You can't go out drunk as the star of the show. Besides, you have to complete the task your mother gave you tonight."

Ulric, the most stable of the three and the oldest, was the one who calmly grasped the situation every time and reminded his brothers not to forget the business.

"What kind of mission?" Cecil was most interested in this kind of news.

Vince frowned.

Ulric saw a rare look of frustration on Vince's face. He snapped his fingers and began to gossip. "Vince's mother demanded that he should find a woman to have a child. It's his final requirement to become the heir."

Cecil rolled his eyes. "And I thought it was such a hard requirement. Every woman in the country would marry Vince if he wanted to. But I've always been curious. Vince, why haven't you had a girlfriend all these years?"

Vince gave a cold snort. When he was a student at Oxford, he had a girlfriend. They spent the most romantic time together on campus.

At that time, Vince didn't want to live under his father's reputation, so he hid his identity for a while. He planned to tell her the truth and start a family with her after graduation. But the woman left him forever without saying goodbye at the graduation ceremony.

Women are cruel things! She didn't even leave him a single word.

There is nothing crueler in the world than abandoning a man at a time when he believes in love the most.

Vince gradually mended the cracks in his heart in that cruel place on Wall Street. Amidst the pressure, deception and scheming, he became a cruel and ruthless businessman.

Damn it!

Vince vowed that he would never fall in love with any woman again! If he ever meets that cruel woman again, he will make her feel 10 times the pain and beg for him on her knees!