Chapter 776 Pure Irritation

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. There was no sense of worry aside from that. Deep down she knew that she was a million times more gorgeous than that woman named Vickie. As long as one was a man, they would know who to pick. Someone like Gregory would never lay his eyes on her. So what if she knew how to play golf? Her body was so scrawny that no clothes looked fitting on her. If she was already that skinny, what more when she was naked? She would probably be extremely unattractive, like a deformed fruit. Up against this kind of person, she had nothing to worry about. Yuliana sat on a chair as she consoled herself. Massimo could not resist the temptation of playing golf, so he grabbed a club head and joined in. With his club on the grass, Gregory looked at the woman ahead of him. He casually asked, “How about a match?” Vickie did not even look at him as she sent a golf ball flying before she replied, “How do you want to compete?” “Same old rules, whoever scores the first three rounds is the winner. The loser owes the other a favor.” Vickie was shocked at his suggestion. Then, with a rumble, the golf ball fell into the hole. She narrowed her eyes as she gave an indifferent smile and said, “Sure.” With this, a competition commenced. Massimo volunteered to be both the witness and the referee of the game. Both of them played by the rules, following it fair and square, so it really was not necessary for there to be a referee. Although he was not needed, Massimo insisted on joining them. Since they did not mind, he stood next to them and watched the match. Gregory won the first round. Vickie followed up and scored. Gregory led the second round once again. Vickie did not back down and scored once again. They shared a look at the third round. Just as Massimo thought that the match would end with a tie, Gregory suddenly chuckled. He straightened his back and said, “There is no point in continuing on this match. Do you have the guts to try something new?” He knew that Vickie would agree. As expected, the woman raised her eyebrows and asked, “How do you want to compete?” Gregory pointed at the ball by his feet, saying, “Whoever that gets this ball into the hole first wins. It doesn’t matter how we do it, and there are no restricting rules as to how we win the game. How does this sound?” Vickie narrowed her eyes. Gregory then said, “Just tell me if you don’t have the guts. I won’t force you.” He adjusted his position as the ball twirled on the ground. Gregory gave a devious smirk, which quickly died down into a flat line. The duo made their preparations as Massimo joined in. He enquired about their new deal and agreed that this was probably the only way one of them could win the match. A look of excitement pasted on his face. He wanted to see who would win the match in the end. At the count of three, both of them raised their clubs. Vickie was very agile with her movements. Even so, a club swooped in and managed to block her from reaching the golf ball. She threw herself forward to stop the other person from reaching the golf ball but fell hard against the man’s chest instead.