A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 256 Silent Revolt



Chapter 256 Silent Revolt

“Yeah, there’ll be many obese CEOs here later on. Young businessman like Vincent is really hard to come by. You’re really in luck to have him, Leila!”

Leila went into a short daze, her smile disappeared. She shrugged and remained silent. Suddenly, Manager Billy walked towards them hurriedly. He sighed in relief when he saw Leila and walked up to her.

Leila was stunned when Manager Billy seemed to have a hard time opening up.

Renee had been working in the institution for years and was sophisticated enough to sense the awkwardness. She raised her eyebrow. “I’ll leave you guys to talk!”

Only after Renee left that Manage Billy whispered, “Miss Hunter, the president asked you to have lunch in his room!”

“I already had lunch!” She didn’t expect Vincent will send someone to ask for her.

Manager Billy didn’t leave but added, “The president said, if you don’t go, he’ll lock you in the room this afternoon and make you be an irresponsible member in your team!”

Sweat was dripping down his forehead when he said that. This message the president asked him to convey was like a kid’s nuisance, he felt embarrassed to have to say that as a man in his forties. So he fled immediately after saying that without waiting for Leila’s reply.

Leila frowned and felt her heart sank.

Screw him! She decided not to go to his president suite. Let him do what he wants!

Feeling a bit vexed, she turned around and saw Renee, who was sitting in a distance. “Renee, want to grab lunch?”

“Sure! The buffet in the restaurant downstairs is nice. Let’s go fill our tummy and get rid of all the problems!” Renee walked over and took her arm. They then left for the restaurant together.

Seeing Leila didn’t show up, Vincent made a call to Manager Bill and heard she was having lunch with colleague in the restaurant downstairs. Looking at the dishes on the table he specially ordered for her, he put on a long face and pursed his lips, wanting to curse.

Glimpsing at the food on the table, he felt a sudden rush of rage. He never felt this before. Scratching his head in frustration, he felt like flipping off the table.

One o’clock in the afternoon, Director Gordon showed up early. The news reporters arrived early too. They set up the cameras and equipment, waiting for the big shots to arrive.

“Hey! Leila, what a coincidence!” Leila heard a familiar male voice calling the moment she entered the hall.

She turned around and fixed gaze with a pair of plain glass spectacles. Slightly stunned, she was surprised since this was the first time she saw Julian in his reporter’s look, carrying a notebook and wearing his reporter’s licence. So he was a news reporter after all. “Oh, it’s you, Julian! You really are a reporter?”

“Of course!” Julian smiled. “Why would I lie to you! Well, how do I look?” NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Leila smiled back at him, feeling she was probably a little paranoid for being suspicious of him before this, “Are you here to do interviews?”

“Yeah, this is a big event, many foreigners would be here. My director sent me here to write a draft to con some drafting fee!”

“You’re funny!” Leila shook her head while laughing.

Vincent saw them chatting away in laughter the moment he entered. He shot his sharp gaze at them while his face went dim.

His strong aura made Leila subconsciously turned to the doorway. She felt indescribably flustered when her eyes met his long gaze. She could sense he was angry.

Julian also looked towards the doorway. Seeing Vincent walked over, he walked up to him and greeted cordially, “Hey, senior! We met again! What a coincidence!”

Vincent nodded lightly while giving him a long gaze. “What a coincidence!”

“Yeah, I admire you a lot that you develop the business in White Group so well within the shot span of just a few years!” Julian was not just being courteous here. Everyone who knew Vincent heard about his prowess in business. He was young, smart and aggressive, a rising star in the business world. He even developed his business in wide varieties of industries like service, properties and allegedly going to expand to pharmaceutical industry. “When can I do an interview with you?”

“Probably not, I’m not interested to do that!” Vincent’s gaze was guided at Leila’s flustered eyes when he chatted away with Julian. Speechlessly, he glimpsed at Leila’s face with mixed feelings for a few seconds before turning back to Julian. “I’ll excuse myself first!”

He didn’t greet Leila. It seemed he never greeted her in front of other people. He was wearing the suit she picked for him. His tie was tidy, covering the bite mark at his neck near the collar bone. Who would’ve guessed what was behind the tie of White Group’s president?

Leila sighed and shot a glimpsed at him. She felt a prick in her heart. Vincent was seated when the rest of the representatives arrived one after another. The scene grew a bit chaotic.

“Leila, pass me a brochure, for my drafting later!” Julian smiled at her.

“Oh! Sure!” Leila smiled while passing him the brochure, the gloomy emotion just a moment ago was nowhere to be found. Suddenly recalled she hadn’t give Vincent the brochure, she took one and walked up to him, then pass it to him without a word.

“Thank you!” The corner of Vincent’s lips curled up. Even though he seemed to be smiling, his expression seemed cold.

“You’re welcome!” Leila didn’t expect he would thank her. It gave her goose bumps. She smiled widely to cover her fidgety.

In a slight daze, Vincent looked towards her. He noticed a hint of evasion and suspicion in her eyes behind the bright smile. Stunned, he pursed his lips and lowered his head.

While nobody was paying attention to them, he said in a low voice, “Come to my room after this!”

“Ugh!” Leila widened her eyes in shock.

Vincent lifted his head and stared at her while narrowing his eyes, “Did you hear me?”

“Hmm!” Leila dropped her head.

“Go distribute the brochures. Everyone’s watching!” Vincent took his gaze away from her and glimpsed at the big shots entering the doorway.

“Oh!” Leila fled immediately.

A pair of deep-set eyes were peering at them behind a pair of plain glass spectacles. Its gaze trembled a little and moved away immediately. Flashlights were flashing wildly as the grand ceremony began. This was a grand event held by the institution, all the reporters were handpicked and underwent investigation prior to attendance.

Soon, everyone arrived. Vincent was seated with the rest of the attendants.

Leila knew everyone attending the event today were all elites in the business world. There was less than five businessmen who were as young as Vincent on the panel, and none was as good-looking as him.

She knew Vincent had strong personal charisma as well as diplomatic skills in the business world.

When the event began, Leila and Renee finished distributing the brochures and stood in the corner at the back. Leila brazenly peered at Vincent’s face from the side, he was looking through the brochure seriously. This was the first time she saw him working. He looked very focused, frowning and listening from time to time.

She wasn’t interested at all when they started to discuss about service industry and overseas projects. Her mind wandered away as she listened to their tedious discussion.

The meeting was a success. It was when Director Gordon came up to do the conclusion that he knew the meeting was over. Everyone left and moved towards the banquet hall downstairs. There was a banquet at night after the meeting.

“Leila, the director said we need to wear a gown for tonight’s banquet!” Renee whispered into Leila’s ear.

“Err…can I be excluded?” She didn’t know how to deal with that kind of event, and the director didn’t inform her about the banquet to begin with. Moreover, she didn’t have a gown.

“You have to ask the director about this!” Renee shrugged. “But why not?”

“I didn’t have a gown!” Leila was a bit embarrassed. Since the underwear incident last time, she stopped wearing dresses, not to mention something classy like a gown. As for dresses, the ones she

wore in the past were all too childish for the event.

“What! You’re Brian Hunter’s daughter yet you don’t have a gown?” Renee screamed. “My gosh! What kind of joke is this? Leila, why don’t you have a gown?”

Leila simply shrugged off her question. She really didn’t own much clothes that were presentable. Even though her identity now was Brian Hunter’s daughter, there was a long time when she was just a love child. Even now that she had changed her last name to Hunter, Brian didn’t really give her any extra care or attention.

Leila saw Director Gordon left for the door after talking with Vincent. Leila caught up with him and asked, “Director Gordon, can I take a leave for tonight’s banquet?”

“Why?” Director Gordon was slightly taken aback.

“I have things to do!”

“What there is that can possibly be more important than this meeting? We have come all the way here, this is the last event. I’m running out of time, you girls go dress up. We don’t have enough ushers to begin with, which means you cannot be absent! That’s that, go get your gown. I have other things to attend to. See you tonight!” Director Gordon left after saying that.

Leila still wanted to say something but Director Gordon had walked into the distance.

“Leila, the director doesn’t approve it, right?” Renee knew it wouldn’t work.

At this moment, Vincent stood up and walked towards the doorway. He gave Leila a cold gaze which carried a hint of warning when he walked pass her.

Leila felt her body stiffened. Sensing the tobacco smell from him as he walked by, she remembered what he told her before the meeting began. She should be going to his suite after the meeting. She

wondered if she should really go.

Leila was pondering while looking at Vincent’s back leaving the hall.

“Leila, you don’t have to attend the banquet if you don’t want to, don’t care about what that old man says!” Julian walked up to her. It seemed he had done well with the draft.

“He is your dad! How can you talk about him like that?” She was slightly shocked, and surprised at the relationship between this father-and-son. How could he disrespect his father like that?

“Haha, he’s just an old stubborn man. For real, you don’t have to go if you don’t want to!” Julian smiled. “I’m going to submit my draft, see you later!”

“See you!” Leila nodded.

“Are you coming?” Renee recalled the gaze Vincent gave Leila when he left the hall and asked, just in case Leila needed to talk to him.

“I…”

“I know you have other things to do. Go ahead and get it done, just give me a call when you’re done. Julian, I’m leaving with you, wait for me!” Renee said and ran towards the door.


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