A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 237 You Are Too Dirty

“Eating seafood?” Vincent White was slightly stunned for a moment before he suddenly laughed indulgently which his laughter was so genuine and cheerful, and it was different from his usual fake smile. “Leila Hunter, you won't get away with it!”

“I don’t run away!” Leila sighed in resignation. “Mr White, I don’t want, can we live in peace together?”

“Don’t want to be my woman?” He raised his eyebrow and his cool face was stunned for a while, he was really handsome and under the eyebrow, there were a pair of dark eyes which were cold and shining.

Such a look of Vincent had made Leila suffocate, but she still said softly, “If there is a choice, I really don’t want to!”

“Why?”

“You are too dirty!”

Upon hearing, he then pursed his thin lip and snorted coldly, “Leila, you have already attracted me and the more you behave like this, I am more reluctant to let you go, what should I do?”

“But I’m not interested in Mr. White at all!” Leila argued coolly, “If you really want to do that, I'll accept it as it's an obligation as a wife, but I also have a condition, no matter how you play, you just don’t bring them back home, that's my baseline, is that okay?”

With his long and slim fingers holding the steering wheel even tightly, Vincent laughed lightly, a sense of meaningful smile could be found on his handsome face, he didn’t answer her but instead gave her a rhetorical question, “Don’t you want to marry me?”

“You don't really want to marry me either!” Leila spoke so calmly, and it was hard to find her emotion. “Sorry, I don’t like men like studs!”

“Fake mind matches pretending, don’t we match well?” Vincent gave a lazy smile.

“Does it matter if we are a good match?” Leila pursed her lips. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

The car stopped in front of a seafood restaurant, “How about here?”

Leila looked at the signboard--- Seah Restaurant.

“It's too expensive here!” She said honestly.

“Hahaha…” In the end, what she said just caused his laughter.

Leila was a little annoyed but she didn’t get out of the car, and her small hands were clutching her bag.

“What's wrong?” Vincent turned around.

Only then Leila got out of the car, and then looked at him in a very tangled way before she said, “I don't have money!”

“You think I'm letting you treat me?” Vincent was a little stunned.

Leila tooted, “I'm afraid you trick me!”

“Don't worry, I haven't done anything like making a woman pay for a meal!” Vincent laughed lightly and walked over while taking her hand in his.

Ugh!

Leila jerked her hand but he gripped it even harder.

His palm was so big that it completely wrapped around her small hand. His palm was warm and dry, and it is dirty too. She instinctively pulled her hand away, but he held it tightly again and walked through

the restaurant lobby before going into a private room.

“Leila.” Vincent’s voice sounded beside her and she looked up when she only realized that only two of them in this beautifully decorated room.

“I’m wondering if you’re really afraid of me.” After finishing his words, Vincent then revealed a sly smile.

She was afraid of him! She disliked him too! “I’m not used to being led, I’m not a puppy!”

“Hahaha…” he laughed and he seemed to be in a good mood today.

Seeing her sullen face, Vincent finally let go of her hand after she jerked her hand for many times.

She walked to the table and sat down. Then, she took wet wipes from her bag, pulled one out and started to wipe her hands. Thinking about the hand which was held by him just now, she was wondering how dirty it could be since he might not wash his hands and he might hold the other women’s hands. She lost her appetite. But she dared not to resist him fiercely in consideration of his threat.

Vincent took a few steps closer when he saw her movement, he narrowed his eyes, his smile which was sly now turned to be more sinister, “You do have quite a lot of habits!”

Did he understand the meaning of wiping hands?

Leila felt a slight pressure above her head and she became more depressing in the quiet space.

Vincent didn’t say anything else but Leila noticed that his expression had returned to normal. He then sat next to her and snapped his fingers when the door opened and a waiter came in with a menu.

“Just order what you want to eat!” Vincent said.

Looking at the menu, ‘every dish was so expensive! Even the cheapest one cost several tens.’ She then ordered the cheapest one and said, “Have a plate of shrimp dumplings!”

Vincent was shocked as he looked at the two cheapest dishes she ordered. He then took the menu and added a few more. Leila frowned, what he ordered was enough to cover her living expenses for a few months at her school.

As the waiter left, Vincent spoke, “Your sister just ordered expensive ones when we were out!”

Leila froze and lowered her head. “I'm not my sister!”

Vincent smiled slyly, his eyes were narrowed, they were deep yet dark which nobody can see through “You mean, you won't mess around with anyone! Or you won't let anyone get a video of it?”

He actually guessed what she was thinking. She wouldn't mess around with anyone. Leila gave him a quick glance then lowered her head and turned silent.

“People will always change!” A voice with a different meaning sounded out, Leila was stunned, and she lifted her head up, and she just met his dark eyes.

“Does Mr. White love my sister?” She spoke suddenly while looking at Vincent in a daze. “Because you love my sister too much so you can’t accept the fact that she betrayed you and you even want to take revenge on me who is her sister?”

“You have a rich imagination, if I say yes, why do you agree to marry me?”

“It is your request which is the terms of our exchange!” She answered honestly. “I kept my word but you broke it!”

He looked at her as if he was trying to find something from her face expression. He was sure that she will marry him, but he wanted to see if she was lying. Unfortunately, the woman in front of him didn’t

seem to have any interest on him.

He vaguely remembered that Leila would shyly call him before retreating to her room when he went to the Hunter family. Yet, she had always been a good girl who always did well in her studies.

“That video tape will not be returned to you, but it will not be released to the public either!” He spoke indifferently.

“Ugh!” Leila was slightly stunned.

“It all depends on your ability whether you can take it back or not!” Finishing his words, his eyes swept over her chest ambiguously.

“You have no shame!” Leila then took a deep breath before she calmly raised her head to glance at Vincent’s teasing expression in his eyes.

She had really underestimated him and trusted him again, he sure would betray her again! How could she possibly trust him again! “The tape is your protection which you use to threaten my father to help you to achieve your business goals, am I right?”

There was a faint smile on his face which was hard to be seen, but Vincent only reached over and touched Leila’s head as if nothing had happened, “You are very clever! The food is coming up!”

Yes, the dishes were coming up!

Leila frowned as he seemed to admit the fact that he was using the tape to threaten his father, but she didn’t understand that the White Group was already very powerful and they had a lot of money already, how much money did he still want to make?

Leila was lost in her thought, thinking about how should she do in that case?

‘Life was all about thinking for oneself and the same went for Vincent, otherwise, how would he know how to seize the power from my father?’

The atmosphere was very depressing and Leila didn’t eat much.

Vincent drove Leila back to the White family after the meal. Somehow, she suddenly felt a bit melancholy while sitting in the car.

Squinting his eyes to look at the road ahead and occasionally glanced at Leila, Vincent then raised his eyebrow and asked in a deep voice, “Why do you want to be civil servant?”

“To make a living!” She didn’t expect he would ask her about her job and she only said calmly, “It is an easy job with a stable pay which is suitable for girls!”

“Does the White family can’t afford to support you?” Vincent’s thin lips were pursed and his eyebrows were furrowed.

Worrying that he was going to make things difficult for herself again, she said calmly, “I just want to support myself, but I am afraid there are too many women to support, and even if the White family is rich, they can't afford too many women, so I just reluctantly support myself!”

The car braked sharply, Leila who was unstable almost fell forward, she didn’t figure out why he did so, she was worried and got back to her seat, then she moved her head to Vincent, but she found that he was just staring at her with his shining eyes, she held her breath and asked, “What?”

Vincent said without a haste, “You have a personality that makes man want to choke you to death.”

Flattening her lip and leaning back on the chair, Leila then turned her head to look out the window. “No one in this world is savior, you always have to support yourself and you're rich, yet what is the purpose that you still work tirelessly to make money for?”

“A man should not live in vain!”

“A woman should not live in vain either!”

“You are a rebel!” Vincent glanced at her and started the car again, he asked, “Have you got used to the job?”

“Fine.” Leila squeezed out these two words from her mouth.

“Is it your father’s intention to work at the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office of Municipal Government?” The tense aura that Vincent exuded made Leila feel that as if he was forbearing something when he mentioned her father.

“It is all my own idea!”

“What if I don’t allow it?” His cold voice made her feel chill from her back.

“Would you forbid it?” She felt helpless as she was unable to guess his thoughts and she felt so powerless that she could only ask the question inexplicably in return.

“Eira has asked for a leave for a month, and you will be responsible for the cleaning and handling the meals of the White family!” He didn’t answer but instead instructed her to do something.

Biting her lip and telling herself not to anger him, she nodded her head, “Okay!”

Somewhat distracted and irritated, Vincent who was driving loosened his tie with one free hand, feeling for the first time that he didn't even know himself very well.

When they finally got home, he didn't mention her job again, and Leila thought that perhaps he had agreed.

The White family was big yet quiet.

There were no servants and only the guards at the door. Vincent sat on the sofa but not talking, only glancing at Leila.

His dark eyes had an intimidating power that made people dare not to look at him when he deliberately gazed at others.