A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 318 Making A Show

"It's time for her to learn to make herself strong. As Brian's daughter, if she can't be strong on her own, then she'll always be the one getting hurt! Don't call her. Let her learn to face the cameras of the press on her own!"

Throughout the charity banquet, Leila suffered from many reporters taking pictures. She didn't dare say anything and kept her head slightly bowed, playing her role properly. But the reporters were not about to let her go, because too many people wanted to know about this Pippa who was standing beside Nora.

After the auction came the cocktail party. Many journalists gathered around her and Nora and Pippa. And Leila followed at her side, as Nora had requested. It was bizarre for the journalists to see the three of them standing together, with Pippa to her left and Leila to her right.

A reporter asked Leila, "Mrs. White, what is your relationship with our Mayor Brian of F City?"

Leila stalled, smiled faintly, and asked. "Do I have to be related to Mayor Brian just because my last name is Hunter?"

Nora was clearly not satisfied with Leila's answer. She immediately corrected, "Yes, Leila is Mayor Brian's second daughter."

A shudder ran through Leila. She had wanted to cover up the relationship. Although she knew it was impossible because these reporters would find a way to find out all the members of her family, she still felt she should keep a low profile. But her mother-in-law had clearly meant to tell the world that she was Mayor Brian's daughter.

Leila only felt very uneasy. She didn't think her mother-in-law was being charitable in introducing herself to the public. At least her charity would not be directed at her, or she could be charitable to anyone but the Hunter family.

Although she didn't know exactly what the hatred was for, it was obvious to her that she had a deep animosity towards herself. Otherwise, she would not have made things so difficult for her when they first met.

The reporter asked again, "Mrs. White, can you tell us how you and Mr. White met?" Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Leila glanced sideways at Vincent, who was also surrounded by reporters, and smiled. She didn't really know how to answer. Because Vincent had been brought home by her sister, and she had only known him then. But she couldn't say that her sister had brought him home, and she couldn't let anyone know that he was once her sister's boyfriend. It’s not for herself but for the entire Hunter family, and Leila didn't know how to answer, so she kept her head down.

But Pippa suddenly helped Leila out, "Leila is shy. Her acquaintance with Vincent must have been full of romance."

At these words, Leila lowered her head even more in shame. Her cheeks turned pink, but she wondered in her mind why Pippa was helping her.

But then there was another bold question, "Miss Russell, the rumor has it that you and Mr. White are very close. We all want to know about your relationship with Mr. White."

In other words, they wanted to know if she was Vincent's lover or not.

Pippa smiled lightly, "You all say that Vincent and I have a very special relationship, so we have a very special relationship. We are family! Hehe ..."

Everyone knew in their hearts that Pippa had been the subject of that rumor, and the mother of Vincent's child. Leila suspected the same. But today was not the time to pursue that here.

"What kind of family? Mrs. White, I hear Mr. White has a five-year-old son. Do you know anything about that?" A reporter threw another question at Leila.

At that, Leila's face changed slightly. She felt like her heart had been stabbed, but she couldn't scream out in pain. She had to maintain her smile and said, "Really? I've never really heard of it. It must have been a mistake? He's not that kind of person. I believe him!"

Her tone was calm. Maybe it was too calm, or maybe she answered so quietly that it took everyone by surprise. Some even started whispering, "It seems Mrs. White doesn't want to talk about this in depth!"

"Mrs. White, and how would you describe Mr. White?"

"Confident, wise, kind, and far-sighted. He's one of those rare good people!" Leila didn't hesitate to compliment Vincent in front of the journalists. As she thought, it was important to answer properly at the moment. They could solve any problems at home, rather than putting their private lives on display in front of the press.

Nora maintained a decent smile and didn't say anything.

Leila knew that this was a really difficult battle to fight. It was also the first time she had faced such an occasion. Although she had many visions in her mind, knowing that she would face this day sooner or later, she did not expect this to come so soon. In front of the press, she felt as if she was wearing a mask. She simply wasn't herself anymore.

"Mrs. White, may I ask if you and Miss Russell are good friends? It looks like you're close too!"

Leila smiled faintly and glanced at Pippa. "Yes, we know each other!"

"So Mrs. White, your mother-in-law is acquiescing to the relationship? It seems the three of you get along well?" The reporter said it ambiguously, deliberately making it sound like the relationship was

subtle. But it was clear to everyone that this was a hint that Vincent was having two women.

Leila smiled and sent the question to Nora. "I think you'll have to ask my mother-in-law about that. I'm a junior, so naturally, I'm not qualified to comment on it!"

Nora was stunned. She didn't seem to expect Leila to talk like that. But she just smiled and said it in a rather ambiguous way. "Yeah, I like Pippa!"

She didn't say anything about Leila, only that she liked Pippa. It seemed that she was deliberately misinterpreting something so that the reporter would misunderstand.

Leila could hear that she was fond of Pippa. Also last night, she had told her that she would have to divorce Vincent sooner or later, and she knew it. At the moment, there was a faint smile on her face. She was so calm that it made people a little sad to look at her.

Arthur just looked at Leila, watching her answer the reporter's questions as she smiled so blandly with calm, emotionless eyes. Yet as he looked closer, he noticed that her eyes were unusually deep, not as clear as before, but with a vague glint of light permeating them. There was no hint of contention in her streaming eyes.

All of a sudden, it seemed that something in his heart was touched. Arthur glanced back faintly at Vincent, who was also surrounded by reporters not far away, and an imperceptible glint of despair flashed in his eyes.

So, she was Vincent's wife!

Leila just stood there, always maintaining a faint, unassuming smile. The reporter was asking Nora again this time.

At that moment, Vincent approached from a short distance away. He took Leila's small hand in his large one as she was slightly lost in thought. Her hand was now sweaty. Leila turned around and met Vincent's deep, calm eyes, and her heart quieted.

Their clasped hands were the focus of the flashing lights of the press.

Leila looked into his dark eyes and saw that his face had now softened for her. But, she knew it was just for show. Behind his tenderness was coldness.

At the sight of her slightly pale face, Vincent wrapped his arm around her slender waist and gently brought her to his side.

"Mr. White, you look so sweet!"

Vincent smiled and wrapped his arms around Leila, keeping her close to his body. "Yes, because Leila is my wife!"

Leila's heart twitched. At the moment when she heard the word “wife”, her heart shuddered and chilled. Because her mother-in-law said that sooner or later they would have to get a divorce!

Leila was surprised at how well Vincent acted. But she knew in her heart that he was doing it for the press. She had mixed feelings.

She quietly broke away from his grip around her waist. Vincent's eyes dimmed as he sensed her refusal, but the smile on his lips was undiminished. "That's almost enough questions, everyone! The party's starting. Let's all go get something to eat and enjoy the champagne and wine?"

The reporters still wanted to ask, but the staff were already there. They had to dodge away reluctantly.

"Leila, do you know how many people envy you!" A woman approached. It was said that she was the wife of a boss, who was over fifty years old, and had wanted to marry her daughter to Vincent, but Vincent hadn't agreed. Leila had heard this woman say it during the introduction, and now she was coming over to say it again.

Leila smiled and stood aside. More and more it seemed to her that nothing much had been done at this dinner, apart from a few donations from the rich people. If the donations really did help people in need, then she felt that there was that little point in coming tonight.

Leila glanced at Vincent at her side and smiled. Her mouth was tinged with bitterness. "Yeah, I think I've become the public enemy of young girls all over F City and the country."

"That's not true. You'll be a household name when the papers come out tomorrow. You're married to the richest man in F City! But you've got a great status too. You're Mayor Brian's daughter. A marriage between business and politics! That is invincible!"

Leila smiled, but she was bitter inside. People always liked to talk about status and position. If she could, she would just want her to be just Leila and Vincent to be just Vincent, and it was fine even if they did not have that much money, or even if they had to work on a street stall, as long as they lived purely.

"By the way, when are you going to have children?" Mrs. Landon seemed extraordinarily concerned about this matter.

Leila was stunned and smiled, "I haven't graduated yet!"

But when she looked at Vincent again, she noticed that his face looked distinctly bad and he seemed to be angry.

Then Vincent smiled, took hold of Leila's waist, and said to everyone, "Excuse us for a moment!"

Leila was pulled into a corner by him. Her small hands clenched into fists as she followed him to the corner. There was no one else here and Vincent let go of her, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it.

Having escaped the suffocating crowd, Leila still felt breathless. She couldn't really be happy as long as she was in this atmosphere.

"Vincent, can I know why you're introducing me to the public?" Leila finally mustered up the courage to ask.

Vincent was slightly stunned. He looked a little gloomy. "You don't like it?"

At that moment, there seemed to be flashing lights, pointed in their direction. Leila panicked a little. She shouldn't be asking here. Those reporters were already speaking on hearsay evidence, and if they heard them, there would be trouble again.

Just as Leila was at a loss for words, Vincent exhaled a puff of smoke and suddenly kissed her on the cheek. Instantly, the flashing lights went off in a flurry. Having waited all night, the journalists wanted nothing less than an intimate shot of them.

Vincent blinked and his thin lips lowered a few more degrees to kiss her pink lips. The image immediately caused a commotion. The media was in a frenzy, and the limelight flashed almost more blindingly than the hundreds of watts of light in the hall.

Frontpage! There was a picture for the front page tomorrow!

Leila was almost stunned.