"Aww, you're so sweet, thank you so much, Vincent," Chelsea opened her arms, waiting for Vincent to hug her in front of her children and mother.
It would be better if he would kiss her right here, right now, so she could show off that she was the better sister in front of her mother.
Vincent's expression stiffened again, and there was a trace of anger on his face in a split second before returning to normal. Vincent smiled and hugged Chelsea. He patted her back and whispered, "You're such a demanding woman. You really know your worth, huh?"
Chelsea giggled when Vincent whispered, and she whispered back, now with a coquettish tone, "Of course, I know my worth, Mr. Gray. Or else, how could I not see that you want me so bad?"
Vincent clenched his fist behind Chelsea's back. His face got reddish as he was holding back so much. He was trying hard not to snap this bitch's head just to stop her from spewing bullshit.
