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His Contractual Mistress

Chapter 193 - Because Her Son Is Married?
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Chapter 193 - Because Her Son Is Married?

Hilda did not prolong the conversation; she ended the call since Vincent was on a trip. She turned off her phone and headed back to the indoor pool where she had breakfast with Fred, who was leisurely sitting on the sofa while having coffee. Now, Carl joins them.

She sat down across from the two men; she poured tea on an empty teacup, but she only stared at it with a blank expression on her face.

Fred and Carl exchange a glance after watching her heaving a long sigh. The two men both knew how the media was hype in publishing an article about her last night.

Carl, who is in the mood to make fun of his aunt, winks at his uncle. On his way into the corridor a while ago, he heard his aunt talking on the phone; he found out it was Vincent, which she mentioned having dinner or something.

"Uncle!"

Fred, who was carefully sipping on the newly served brewed coffee, almost had a burn.

"What the… Can you stop causing me a heart attack, Carl!?" he blurted out, glaring at his nephew, who was only grinning at him. "What's gotten into you?"

"Guess what, uncle! Aunt Hilda is inviting Vincent for dinner!"

"And? What makes you so excited about it?" Fred sounded like he wanted to dropped off the topic in an instant.

Honestly, it surprises him to see his son taking part in the red carpet last night; he didn't know Vincent came home. His son made the distance like he was only in the neighboring province and then returned home whenever he wanted to see his girlfriend.

'That man is burning fuel real good.' But he understood him. He wants to balance his work and love life, playing his role as a supportive boyfriend.

The announcement last night indeed surprised not only him but everyone. Vincent's girlfriend was appointed as a branch office director.

"Uncle, are you listening to what I said? Aunt Hilda invited not only Vincent but also his girlfriend!"

"Ah. She should be," said Fred after he came back to his senses. He added, "Vincent's girlfriend, who designs that set of jewelry. She should feel gratitude to the girl."

"Hmm… Do you think aunt changes her mind now?" asked Carl afterward. A new interesting happening in this family.

Fred replied, "She already did. She wants Vincent to have an heir now."

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"Oh!"

Carl came back to reality after a flash of recollection. He grins, then asks his aunt.

"What's the matter, Auntie? Are you not happy? You were the star last night! Well, Vincent and his girlfriend were number one in the search engine, but you have more articles than them!"

"Yeah. Everyone is interested in your gift." Fred chimed in, but she acted like she wasn't interested at all.

"I'm trying to contact Vincent, but then I learn he's out of the country again."

"Why do you want to talk to our son?" asked Fred. "Are you going to thank him?"

"Of course! That is why I want to invite them for dinner. He said some other time. He'll be back after a few days."

"Then, let's have a wonderful dinner once Vincent comes back."

"Yeah." she concurred timidly.

Fred and Carl shared a glance; then, both pursed their lips into a meaningful smile.

Later in the day, Hilda busied herself replying to messages. Instead of her day off, Hilda summoned her assistant to the mansion to assist her by answering important phone calls and taking notes.

Everyone wants a few minutes of her time to schedule a FaceTime meeting and request a physical interview with a photoshoot wearing Vincent's gift.

These companies are not just local publishing houses but famous fashion firms throughout the globe. They want to feature her on their websites and multiple social media accounts such as Instagram and Facebook pages.

Crissa sorted out all the invitations and then discussed with Hilda if she would let them interview her.

It's been a while since she received such hype. But she had to pick out more reliable entertainment companies to feature her. She is cautious that these publications and fashion firms will ask about her family, particularly Vincent, and highlight his affair since the person who picks out the gift is his girlfriend.

How could she answer if she were to ask about her son's mistress? She doesn't know who and where she came from. It is hard to get a piece of information about that girl, except the announcement last night. She is now an executive of a famous jewelry company.

Now that her standing has changed, it won't drag her son's reputation down anymore. Maybe things would turn out better from now on?

Hilda couldn't sleep yet, even though she's drained from sorting out her schedules in the next week's appointments; it looks like she had insomnia tonight. She sat up from the sofa, strode toward her walk-in closet, then halted in front of her jewelry dressers.

She opens a drawer and takes out the purple velvet box. She places it on the top dresser and opens the lid.

One more time, she scanned the pieces of jewelry she received from Vincent. Although his girlfriend designed these pieces, she was still touched by how her son thought of something special for her birthday.

In these passing months, they have an unpleasant relationship because she was against his affair. With this gift, she could feel that her son sought to reconcile, making her happy. She also wanted to fix their mother and son relationship.

Hilda put the box in the drawer with a smile; she heard a constant knock on the door. She opened it and saw Fred standing in front of the closet, waving her cellphone while complaining at her.

"Hilda, your phone doesn't stop ringing, and messages keep coming. What's going on? I can't sleep because of the noise!"

Hilda glared at Fred. She snatches her phone and checks the call history. She wondered why her friends contacted her late at night, and even her assistant rang her several times.

Hilda selects one message and reads it.

Hilda typically would be shocked by the news. She wondered where these women got the story or new gossip in the city, spreading false information.

To have an answer, she returns Crissa's call to query. "What's going on here? What are they talking about!?"

"Madam Shen, it was a news story that just came in a half-hour ago," Crissa answered.

"What kind of news? Is that even a legit one?" suspiciously, she asked her assistant.

"I sent the link, Madam, for you to read the post on Facebook shared for almost a hundred thousand now!"

"What? A post on FB that was shared for almost a hundred thousand now just half an hour had passed?"

"Yes, Madam Shen! There are also posts on Instagram by several people! Even Jessie May posted on her Instagram!"

Hilda grew interested in what post this is. Jessie May is a famous actress that did a few Hollywood movies, and all were blockbuster hits.

She hung up the call and checked Crissa's messages. She presses the link; she's brought to the original post on FB.

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*

Guess what? My sister-in-law invited me to dine at this hotel restaurant where I am staying for a week. Then, a beautiful woman walks in. But to my surprise, the tables next to ours started gossiping about her. They claimed her only as a mistress and criticized that she only got an executive position at DV Inc. because her boyfriend invested enormously in the company.

Yes. I met her last night. During the event, she was appointed as Asia Branch Office Director. The boyfriend they were talking about is none other than is President Vincent Shen of SHEN GROUP, an international construction firm to those who didn't know what company Shen Group is.

Furthermore… No one noticed that Gigi Chan was just at the nearby table, and she seemed to hear everything.

Who didn't know Gigi Chan? She's upset and starts throwing a fuss. She wanted to empty the three tables near us. I know why. They slandered Miss Hillson, so Gigi wanted these people to leave the restaurant because they were spreading false information! President Shen did not invest, according to Gigi Chan.

Well, read this first… The moment Miss Hillson sat down at their table, Gigi Chan questioned her college credentials. And guess what? Miss Hillson answered. She graduated and completed her master's degree at Oxford University in the UK!

And what course did she take? It's Economics and Business! Not only that, she graduated as Cum Laude! And that's not the only course she took! She had five different courses! Imagine that? Now I'm not surprised why Vincent Shen set his eyes on her!

Only someone like Hailey Hillson could captivate Vincent Shen's heart! And let's admit, we witnessed last night, he is head over heels to his girlfriend! But wait! There's more!

Recently, Miss Hailey Hillson invested ONE BILLION US DOLLARS in Metro City Group of Companies! I mean, she is a part-owner of this hotel! Like, oh my gosh! My family owns a company with a net worth of several billion in P Country currency, and my husband is doing business for a million US dollars a year. And to compare? I am still considered a peasant as to how wealthy she is!

If she has a sister or a twin sister, I would love to meet her and set a blind date with my CEO brother! LoL!

I jumped inside my head after Gigi Chan slapped those ladies on their faces with the truth! Gladly they volunteered to leave the restaurant! They should feel shame! LMAO!

*

Hilda collapsed on the footbed. What is this girl talking about? The new investor is Hailey?

She is trying to process everything she learns at the moment. There is another post saying that Hailey is also the co-owner of DV Inc. company.

'What is going on here? Does it mean Vincent's mistress is not just simply an international student here in Metro City as they called her an International ESCORT Girl! Then taking a course in Hotel and Restaurant Management is just another course she wanted to complete?'

Meaning she isn't just an ordinary girl!

Hilda is trying to recall all of their encounters. She first met her in a restaurant doing a waitress job. Then, she must only help out that night. Then why is she even working in a coffee shop that her sister owns? And even playing chef!

So, why is she hiding her identity? Is it because her son is married?

Hilda breathed deeply. Her head is suddenly throbbing from all the information she learned tonight!