A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 311 Incident in the Supermarket

Theodore fell into the silence for a long while. Then he nodded. “Sure! Please go ahead.”

Leila turned around and left the office.

Walking out of Theodore’s office, she received a call from Arthur. “Hey, Lexi. Where are you? Shall we lunch together? You ruthless girl. I almost died because of you. How could you have the heart not to see me for just once?”

Upon hearing his complaints, Leila pressed her lips into a smile. “I’m sorry. I’m in my university now. I won’t go to the gym this afternoon and I don’t have time at noon either. I’m terribly sorry, Arthur. Well, I didn’t have diarrhea though. Was it caused by something you ate somewhere else?”

She had adjusted her taekwondo class time to this noon and she was going to the gym now, but she didn’t want Arthur to know it.

“What? Won’t you go there? Why? From whom did you learn such a skill?”

“Haha... I asked for one-day off today. I have something to deal with at home.”

“Oh, I see. I’ll have lunch by myself, then.” Arthur sounded quite weakened.

Leila shook her head in amusement and hung up the phone.

She put the pile of materials into her bag, heaving a sigh.

It was so attractive for her when thinking about studying overseas. She wondered if she should go.

At noon, after the class in the gym, Leila put the materials back in Pearl Community. Then she received a call from Vincent’s driver. They made an appointment to meet at four o’clock in the afternoon outside the community.

White Group.

“Mr. White, a gentleman with the surname Gordon wants to meet you.” The secretary’s voice came over from the internal line.

Vincent creased his eyebrows slightly. “Let him come in.”

“Yes, Mr. White.”

Shortly, Julian arrived in Vincent’s office. Clara knocked at the door of the CEO’s office with him behind her. Vincent’s voice came from the inside: “Come in, please.”

Julian took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and walked in.

Vincent was sitting in the big office chair, raising his chin slightly. “Please have a seat.”

Julian walked over to sit on the sofa.

Vincent said to Clara, “Clara, please make two cups of coffee.”

“Yes, Mr. White,” Clara answered and walked out.

Vincent paused his work. Looking up at Julian, who was sitting on the sofa with an uneasy face, Vincent asked in a light tone, “How will you give in?”

Julian was taken aback. Taking a deep breath, he asked, “What to give in?”

“That night, Leila experienced a kidnap. Don’t you tell me that you have no idea about it?” Vincent said flatly, his voice calm and aloof.

“You suspect I did that, don’t you?” Julian wasn’t panicked. He just stared at Vincent with widened eyes. “Senior, I want to know why you suspected me.”

“Humph!” With a sneer, Vincent crossed his hands resting them on the desk, his eyes sharp and wise. “What do you think?”

Clara walked in, delivering two cups of coffee. Vincent said, “Clara, please close the door for me.”

The door was closed and only Vincent and Julian were left in the CEO’s office. Vincent stood up and walked over to sit down on the sofa opposite Julian. “Give in, please. You know it’s impossible no matter what you’ve done. I don’t have any problem with my sexual orientation. You should go to see a psychological doctor. Perhaps you are just suffering from some mental problems, and you are not gay at all.”

Julian felt a sharp pang in his heart, his expression changing. He just looked at Vincent in a daze, his feminine handsome face full of bitterness and his eyes full of pains. “Senior, you know I can’t give in...”

“I don’t have the duty and obligation to fool around with you. I’m sorry.” Vincent’s cold voice was heard, leaving no room for negotiation at all.

Julian’s face was pale. Looking at Vincent’s handsome face, he realized that his love for Vincent was too deep that he couldn’t give in so easily.

“If you hurt Leila, you should know what kind man I am. In that case, whatever I’ve done cannot be controlled by you or me,” Vincent added in a cold tone.

“Senior, you married her not for love. You’ll break up sooner or later.”

“Julian Gordon, you are always a decisive man,” interrupting Julian’s words, Vincent continued, “It’s the business between me and Leila. You are just an outsider.”

“I can help you deal with Brain Hunter.”

“Why do I need to deal with Brain Hunter? He’s my father-in-law, our respectful mayor of F City. Julian Gordon, what wild guess have you made?”

“Is that really this simple, Senior?” Julian smiled in silence. “The death of Mr. White was still a mystery. Don’t you truly want to know? The rumors all said that it had something to do with Brian Hunter. Isn’t that the reason why you looked for the Hunter family?”

Sure enough, he mentioned the late Mr. White. Vincent’s face fell. Shortly, he returned to calm. With a sneer, he looked at Julian with a meaningful look. “Really? It seemed that you know the inside story. Or, did our dear Director Gordon know the inside story back then?”

Feeling a bit shocked, Julian shook his head. “How could my father know anything? I just made a guess.”

“In that case, please mind your own business, Julian Gordon. I don’t want to keep in touch with you.” A gloomy trace flashed through Vincent’s face, looking quite cold. “I respect your sex-orientation, but if you keep pestering me, you should know your secret would be known by the whole F City and the whole country. In that case, those gays would come to you after seeing your photos. Do you think you or I would be in trouble by that time? And your father -- if he knows you have such a habit, how sad will he feel at that time?”

“Will you do that?” Julian raised his eyebrows.

“It all depends on your performances. If you pissed me off, you should know the consequences.”

“Senior, you are still as decisive as you used to be back then.” Julian smiled slightly. “But, the less I could get, the more I feel excited. What should I do?”

“It’s your own business.”

With expectant eyes and hidden tenderness, Julian stared at Vincent’s cold face. “Senior, how would you know if you are the same as me if you don’t have a try?”

“Do you mean that I must have sex with you to know if I’m homosexual or not? Julian Gordon, are you out of your mind? Let me tell you -- even when I dreamed, I fucked women, not a freak lie you. All right? Fuck off! Now!”

At four o’clock in the afternoon, Vincent’s driver gave Leila a ride to the supermarket.

Leila was selecting the ingredients. Since Vincent requested to eat the ribs, she picked up the fine ribs. As soon as she turned around, she saw Macey, beside whom stood a man. The man was dressed like a gangster on the street. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Leila was startled, and then she greeted Macey, “Hi, Macey. Are you also coming to shop in the supermarket?”

Macey swayed to Leila with a smile and said in an enchanting tone, “Hi, Leila. Long time no see.”

Leila nodded with a gentle smile. “Just a week, isn’t it?”

She noticed the gaze of the man next to Macey was glued on her, quite unbridled and disgusting. She felt disgusted, but since he was Macey’s friend, she didn’t show it. However, that man’s gaze was glued on her, and his nasty look indeed had sickened her.

“What are you doing here?” Macey had a sharp sight. Suddenly she saw the things in the shopping cart, with a frown, she exclaimed, “Are you going to be the cook for that man?”

As she spoke, she reached out to check the ingredients in the shopping cart. Seeing that her red fingernails went through the bag of the black beans and left some traces, Leila slightly frowned, feeling quite uncomfortable.

The next moment, Macey clicked her tongue and said, “I really can’t imagine that my dear sister is shopping for the ingredients. You look like to be a good wife indeed. Are you learning from my dear auntie and your mother, Ms. Mabel Ross, and becoming a good wife? Haha haha... You will cook the eight-ingredient porridge, won’t you? My dear sister, I also want to have it. What should I do?”

Leila’s heart skipped a beat. She immediately answered, “I’ll call Mom and ask her to cook for you.”

“Uh!” Macey shook her head, feeling quite unhappy. Suddenly, she put on a cheeky smile. “What should I do? I just want to eat the porridge cooked by you.”

“Oh?” Leila smiled humbly. “If you do want to eat it, I’ll cook some and deliver it to you.”

Macey smiled brightly. “There are quite a lot of people in my place. Right, Oskar?”

The man next to her immediately nodded. “Indeed. There are a lot of people in our place. You should deliver the porridge enough for twenty.”

Leila pressed her lips slightly. In that case, she had to cook for a whole big pot, well, even two big pots of porridge wouldn’t be enough. Macey was tricking her obviously, but for the sake of her late aunt, Leila decided to endure it.

Macey saw her hesitate. She deliberately approached her and asked, “What now? Leila, aren’t you willing to do it?”

Leila had been looking down and quite obedient. Suddenly, she looked up at Macey with her crystal clear eyes in an indifferent manner, as if her single glance would see through Macey’s color, which made Macey shivered all of a sudden. Unconsciously, Macey felt a trace of fear.

Damn it! Leila’s glance! Macey had forgotten that Leila was not a simple woman. However, she wouldn’t retreat.

Leila cast her a glance and then looked down calmly. She said in a soft tone, “I’ll deliver it to you guys after it’s done. Macey, tell me your address.”

“Really? You have to cook two big pots of it. And we are quite far away from the downtown.” Macey laughed arrogantly, knowing that she had won this time.

“It’s alright.” Leila inhaled deeply, remaining smiled.

“What’s alright? Your time belongs to me. Did you ask me for my permission?” Suddenly a deep voice chimed in with strong unhappiness, which made the hearts of both Leila and Macey skip a beat, especially Leila’s. She held her breath in disbelief, turning around to look at the man.

It was indeed Vincent.

Macey’s expression kept changing. She smiled to cover it. “Hi, Vincent. You even came to the supermarket!”

Vincent was in a black tailored suit, glinting at Macey with the sharp coldness in his ink-black eyes. Vincent took a glance at the man standing next to her and smiled disdainfully. “Oh, it’s you. Your taste has been changed, hasn’t it?”

Then he looked at Leila.

Leila hurriedly walked up to him and explained in a soft tone, “Hi, Mr. White. I happened to meet Macey here by accident.”

“Oh, really? That’s truly a coincidence. You do have the fate. You can encounter each other everywhere.” As he spoke, Vincent gazed at Macey with sharpness, making Macey panic.

Leila immediately asked, “Mr. White, why are you here?”

Vincent’s eyes were with a trace of anger. When he saw Leila’s pleading eyes, he immediately calmed down. Then he turned to Macey. “Excuse me, you guys want to have the eight-ingredient porridge, don’t you? Treasure Restaurant is a nice place. They’ll deliver it to you no matter if you have twenty or two hundred!”

Macey could only put on a wry smile.

“Then, well, we will not disturb you guys!” Macey feared Vincent so much. Dragging that man, she escaped awkwardly.