Spoiled by the President novel Chapter 776

Gregory and Yuliana entered into the Rolls-Royce parked in front.

Vickie stood still silently for a few seconds while Massimo caught up with her.

He was a cheerful and quick-witted person. He had seen from afar that Gregory and Yuliana had taken the first car. He felt bad for Vickie, so he quickly said to her with a smile, “Miss Thomas, do you mind if we share the same car?”

Expressionless, Vickie opened the door to the Lexus and hopped on.

At the same time, she replied, “It’s up to you.”

Massimo took a gamble.

He felt like the middleman stuck between two people who were on bad terms.

At the thought that they were so indebted yet owed such gratitude to one another could be described as a blood feud, he shook his head and decided to ignore it. He walked to the door on the other side and hopped into the car.

The golf course was not that far from the chateau, and it belonged to Gregory too.

The journey there took them 20 minutes.

The group got off their cars, and the private chauffeurs left them to park the cars at the parking lot. Vickie squinted her eyes and shaded them from the sunlight as she stood on the broad field as she observed the surroundings

Massimo followed closely behind her. Seeing this, he mocked, “Some habits never change, Miss Thomas.”

Vickie’s body stiffened.

Back then, when she had a special identity, she always checked if the coast was clear at a new place. That was the first thing she instinctively did for her own safety.

She always took note of tedious details, such as the locations of the restaurants and washrooms, how many exits there were, the distance between each location, and the mobility of the crowd.

Gregory was the one who had taught her all these habits, and she did not know when she had kept it as her own.

Although the relationship had ended, the little things that were left behind were hard to change, as if the habits had sunk deep inside her bones.

Suddenly, her expression clouded and she looked absent-minded as if the memories deep inside her heart were rushing through, piece by piece.

Just then a voice came into her ear; Yuliana was flirting with Gregory.

“Oh my god, Gregory, the sun is too bright! I left behind my sunscreen, will I be too tanned?”

Gregory hooked himself around her waist. His long fingers trailed carelessly away from her arm as he let out a faint smile. “I’ll get Mr. Osborne to have one sent here.”

Yuliana’s body crumbled in his arms, and her smile so intoxicating that it made Vickie sick. Yuliana wrapped her arm around Gregory’s neck and gave him a peck on his neck.

“Only you, Gregory, treats me the best.”

Gregory laughed with pleasure.

Vickie’s face dulled down, and suddenly, her face was cold as stone. His laughter had made things worse for her.

Massimo let out a helpless sigh of frustration. Pretending not to be bothered by what he had just seen, he walked up to Vickie. “Let’s go there, Miss Vickie.”

Vickie nodded her head before the duo walked away.

With an arm around Yuliana, Gregory cast them both a glance. His cool face was emotionless as a faded beam of light flickered deep down in his eyes.

Gregory’s golf course was naturally gigantic. It had a glamorous interior design and excellent service.

Vickie did not hesitate to play a few rounds of golf. Each round was a hole-in-one and Massimo cheered for her in excitement.

The corner of her lips turned up into a small smile as a sense of contentment flashed over her elegant face. She was on fire.

However, Gregory’s face dulled. As he let go of Yuliana, he took a club and went to the center of the party.

Yuliana was not skilled when it came to golf. No matter how much she wanted to learn, she was afraid of asking Gregory to teach her. So as she sat there staring at how accomplished Vickie looked, a wave of pure irritation washed over her.