A Moment in Destiny

“Hmph! Very good!” Vincent’s tone which had embodied profound meaning coupling with chilliness sounded from the other end of the phone, and each single word of his was hammering on her heart, pricking and suffocating her.

“Don’t ever try to push my buttons, or else you know the consequences of doing so!”

“I know what you mean, I will miss you!” Leila curled up the edge of her mouth to force a smile onto her face, but her despairing eyes had given away her distressed state.

“Hahahaha…” His convoluted laughter was accompanied by the sound of him hanging up on her, and anxiety started to gnaw at her heart as she knew that he would not get on well with her.

After Leila had hung up on her phone, she looked up only to stare into Mabel Ross’s worrying and contemplative eyes.

“It has never crossed my mind that the one whom Vincent likes is you, Leila. Oh, dear! I’ve always thought that he likes your sister, but it is a crying shame that she is unfaithful to him! Your father is really adamant in not letting you marry Vincent at first, but he has unexpectedly changed his mind and given his approval after the two of them have a talk in the study.”

“They had a talk about it?” Leila was taken aback by the revelation that Vincent had had a conversation with her father.

“Yes, they did. When I ask your father about it, he just stays silent and puffs at his cigarette, so I have no idea what the dialogue is about as well!” Mabel sighed heavily and continued, “If not for Macey’s scandal, this wouldn’t have happened. Oh God, it is a relief that Vincent at least treats you quite well, so that makes my heart eased up a little. You have no idea how worried sick your father and I are for you these past few days.”

Vincent had gone to her father to have a talk?!

Leila was still trying to digest the sudden divulgence of information as her father was the mayor of F City, so how could she not perceive Vincent’s true intention behind his action?

However, why had her father consented to his proposal of marrying her instead?

Brian Hunter clearly was fully aware that Vincent had the tape of her sister having a roll in the hay with someone else in his possession, and it was evident that his intention of holding on to that was to threaten the Hunter family with it. Brian must have tried to get his hands on that tape, but it was likely to no avail.

She could not bear to continue down her train of thought as it had started to overwhelm her. No wonder her father had urged her earlier to try every means to make Vincent fell in love with herself. Did Vincent really have something on him?

“Leila, is Vincent really treating you…”

“Don’t worry too much about me, Mom. He has been nice to me. I’ll head upstairs to take some nap now, alright? I’m exhausted from last night!” Leila cut Mabel off abruptly and continued to console her, “Everything’s alright, Mom. I’m really fine and happy, so stop worrying about nothing, alright? Just try to be happy for yourself, I know happiness has not come easily for you, and all I’ve ever wanted is for you to be happy!”

Leila had not gotten any sleep last night, but her words had other implications to Mabel instead as she thought that the reason for her daughter’s weariness was due to the newlyweds enjoying conjugal bliss on their wedding night. After hearing Leila’s affirmation, she nodded while putting on a relieved but glum expression, “I’m sorry that you have to go through this, Leila!”

“Here you go again, Mom!” Leila hugged her mother and gave her a peck on the cheek as she said, “Alright, I’ll head upstairs now! Good night!”

felt an inexplicable feeling that her daughter’s demeanor was unusual in some ways as she stared at

was staying in the room opposite hers at first sight

not present at the table yesterday during dinner, so it was to her surprise that

not be you! How was it? He didn’t disappoint at all, am I right? I do think that our fate is the same

was saved by Macey’s mother. From that day onwards, Leila and Mabel had felt that they owed Macey for her mother’s death, hence no matter what Macey had done

Leila lowered her head as she spoke with a

Vincent has really fallen in love with you! To tell you the truth, he only values Dad’s power and dominance, not you!” Macey’s cruel words were like an edged sword that had pierced her heart although she knew that was the

being was to get the tape back and not dwell on anything else, but deep down

while tugging at the corner of her lips, “He obviously

you know!” Macey gave out a snort of contempt,

strictly speaking, the hot type as her body was voluptuous and sexy while her face was

indeed beautiful as well, but her aura was a different type compared to Macey. She had the tenderness of a gentle woman whom exuded elegance and quiet charm, and

head downstairs now and get some breakfast, Macey!” Leila uttered softly and proceeded to make

the back, she immediately scoffed bitterly at her, “Why, is Vincent too vigorous in bed to the extent that you are not able to walk properly after two days? Look at the way that you’re walking right now.

she had only stopped in her tracks for a few seconds as her body went rigid

snub and gotten the cold shoulder from Leila’s silence, but her pretty face was convoluted

and lied down quietly on her

meal, and it’s only early in the morning, Leila!” Mabel pushed open the door and walked inside while teasing

thrown into a panicky state upon hearing her remark while her face blushed instantly due to mortification as she was surprised that even her mother had

do you feel so embarrassed about it? I’ve been through it as well, so don’t be!” Mabel smiled at her, “Get some sleep if you’re still tired, and you can come

of an eye, and it was today that Leila

an old-fashioned building which had prevailed an atmosphere of solemnity and reverence. The towering trees had provided welcome shade in the courtyard, and it was

Affairs Office outside a room, she took a good look at it and breathed in deeply to calm her nerves. It’s right

of the room, and when she had walked into the room, her eyes were laid on an extremely young face and a pair of optical glasses that was hanging on

room of the Director of the Political Research Office again as

real questions that she had wanted to ask him were whether he was a taxi

smiled, “Director Gordon is my father, and I’m here to talk to him about

Office would not be a person whom was this young just as she thought. He looked twenty-three or twenty-four years old at most, and he

now, Miss?” Julian blinked his deep eyes behind the