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, Le suffered from many reporters taking pictures. She didn''t dare say


    anything and kept her head slightly bowed, ying 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 Le 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 Le to her right.


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


    Le stalled, smiled faintly, and asked. "Do I have to be rted to Mayor Brian just because myst


    name is Hunter?"


    Nora was clearly not satisfied with Le''s answer. She immediately corrected, "Yes, Le is Mayor


    Brian''s second daughter."


    A shudder ran through Le. She had wanted to cover up the rtionship. 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-inw had clearly meant to tell the world that she was


    Mayor Brian''s daughter.


    Le only felt very uneasy. She didn''t think her mother-inw 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?"


    Le nced 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 Le


    didn''t know how to answer, so she kept her head down.


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


    of romance."


    At these words, Le 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 rtionship 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 rtionship, so we have a very


    special rtionship. 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. Le 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 Le.


    At that, Le''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!"


    N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    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!" Le 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 disy in


    front of the press.


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


    Le knew that this was a really difficult battle to fight. It was also the first time she had faced such an


    asion. Although she had many visions in her mind, knowing that she would face this day sooner or


    later, she did not expect this toe 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!"


    Le smiled faintly and nced at Pippa. "Yes, we know each other!"


    "So Mrs. White, your mother-inw is acquiescing to the rtionship? It seems the three of you get


    along well?" The reporter said it ambiguously, deliberately making it sound like the rtionship was


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


    Le smiled and sent the question to Nora. "I think you''ll have to ask my mother-inw about that. I''m a


    junior, so naturally, I''m not qualified toment on it!"


    Nora was stunned. She didn''t seem to expect Le 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 Le, only that she liked Pippa. It seemed that she was deliberately


    misinterpreting something so that the reporter would misunderstand.


    Le could hear that she was fond of Pippa. Alsost night, she had told her that she would have to


    divorce Vincent sooner orter, 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 Le, watching her answer the reporter''s questions as she smiled so ndly 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 nced back faintly at


    Vincent, who was also surrounded by reporters not far away, and an imperceptible glint of despair


    shed in his eyes.


    So, she was Vincent''s wife!


    Le 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 Le''s small hand in hisrge


    one as she was slightly lost in thought. Her hand was now sweaty. Le turned around and met


    Vincent''s deep, calm eyes, and her heart quieted.


    Their sped hands were the focus of the shing lights of the press.


    Le 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 Le, keeping her close to his body. "Yes, because Le


    is my wife!"


    Le''s heart twitched. At the moment when she heard the word “wife”, her heart shuddered and chilled.


    Because her mother-inw said that sooner orter they would have to get a divorce!


    Le 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.


    "Le, 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. Le had heard this woman say it during the introduction, and now she was


    coming over to say it again.


    Le 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 ining tonight.


    Le nced at Vincent at her side and smiled. Her mouth was tinged with bitterness. "Yeah, I think


    I''ve be 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 paperse 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!"


    Le 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 Le 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.


    Le 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 Le''s waist, and said to everyone, "Excuse us for a moment!"


    Le 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, Le 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?" Le 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 shing lights, pointed in their direction. Le 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 Le was at a loss for words, Vincent exhaled a puff of smoke and suddenly kissed her on the


    cheek. Instantly, the shing 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 amotion. The media was in a frenzy, and the limelight shed almost more


    blindingly than the hundreds of watts of light in the hall.


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


    Le was almost stunned.