A Moment in Destiny

The second Vincent left, Pippa looked at Leila and seemed hesitant to speak. After a few seconds, she said “You’re the woman that Vincent brought to please me, so I brought you this dress. Do you have any idea why he won’t let you wear this yellow gown tonight?”

A hint of bitterness flashed across her eyes, but Leila managed to suppress it.

From Pippa’s tone, Leila felt as though she was nothing but a cheap servant next to Vincent, who was like a king. God knows she didn’t want to be with Vincent either. Leila replied, “Can I leave now?”

Pippa was slightly taken by surprise; she didn’t expect Leila would talk to herself in such a disdainful manner. For a woman who always held herself in high regards, Pippa suddenly laughed. “Hah! You’ve got spirit; I like that! You’re young, but you’ve got spirit. That’s cool!”

Leila was surprised herself. For some reason, her face quickly changed colors, like a chameleon.

She liked it? Leila smiled slightly. She didn’t need Pippa to like anything. All she wanted was to live a peaceful life, with her family happy. Then it’d all be OK.

“Vincent didn’t let you wear this yellow gown because he didn’t expect that you looked so good in it. He was surprised, and didn’t want to let other men see this beautiful side of you. He’s quite bossy, you know? This black dress is also quite luxurious, and you won’t be the focus of the crowd, so it suits you better. Plus, its matching bag, leggings, and shoes are all prepared too. Go on, take it!” Pippa said a mouthful that made Leila’s mouth slightly agape.

“What, don’t you believe me?” Pippa said.

Leila laughed at herself, “Ms. Murray, you misunderstood me. Mr. White doesn’t care what I wear! Thanks for your thoughtfulness. I’m leaving now!”

She picked up dress and turned to leave. Was there any woman Vincent actually cared about? Probably not!

“Hold on!” Pippa called out again.

Leila turned and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Vincent’s gone through a lot to get to where he is today. Lately, he’s been in a bad mood. I know it’s not easy being his woman, but I hope you can bear with him! Don’t let him get angry! He’s been in a bad mood, but he’s quite tired too.”

Leila smiled; bear with him? Hasn’t she bore with him enough yet? But what caused him to be so tired?

And what right did Pippa have to tell her all this?

Leila didn’t understand the meaning behind Pippa’s words, but she could tell that the relationship between Pippa and Vincent was not like that of a couple, but more like old friends. She said nothing, turned around, and headed out.

Pippa looked on as Leila left, and she was deep in thought.

It didn’t matter what kind of relationship the two of them had.

seemed to be a deep sadness in his eyes as his gaze looked at the night

kind of cold attitude

which made his expression look even more moody. The air about him seemed incredibly chilly.

a soft sound, he threw the cigarette to

but she could feel that there was something

quickly got in, then Vincent hurriedly got into the car, stepped on the gas pedal, and sped

her again to his personal suite

he began to make calls and left Leila alone. Leila hung the dress on a coat hanger and sat on the sofa. Pretty soon,

rooms, it was extremely quiet, which frightened

least half an hour. Once he hung up, he was surprised to find out that Leila had fallen asleep. He squinted in dissatisfaction and headed over to the sofa with an air of danger about him, ready to forcefully wake

beautiful face as she slept, he suddenly

and slightly pursed lips, but there seemed to be traces of wrinkles on

felt irritated, so he suddenly

a small yelp. As she came about her senses, her sight focused

was still inches away from

a small hand on his tie, her eyes wide

her and said in a prideful tone, “Who said you

backwards, revealing her slender, white neck, “Mr. White,

do it. But he said nothing, and brought her here. Also, he was gone for a week without a word. She didn’t even know what he was doing during that time. Her eyes looked down at his tie, and

tough, and she was no longer afraid of the temper in his eyes. “If you don’t have any work for me to do, I’m going to sleep; I’m

there’s work; give me a

finished speaking, he pulled her up and

Leila confusedly

it?” He raised his

a professional masseur, I’m afraid my massage won’t help you much. How about I call for a masseur?” Leila smiled bitterly; she never expected Vincent to exploit her like

be lazy? How much does it cost to get a masseur? Why should I pay for one when I have one for free? Do you think I’m made of money? I’ll have you know that it took me blood an sweat to make the money I have today. Why do you get

didn’t!” Leila felt wronged. Why did he get to go have a merry

get over here!” Vincent said as he walked

looked ill; she unwillingly followed. She pursed her lips,

had nothing on but a pair of briefs. He lied on

this, Leila’s eyes widened. There was no denying that his body looked perfect, with his impeccable muscles and no loose fat at

suddenly began to