His Contractual Mistress

"Good evening, Madam Shen," she greeted Hilda. 

The middle-aged woman looks up, scrutinizing her from the head down to her toes. She looks displeased, staring at her get up, wearing only a short skirt and an oversized blouse she tucked in, showing her right shoulder, then only a slipper on her feet.

For teenagers younger than her, the outfit was a trend. But for Madam Shen, who is classy, for her, it looks trash. 

"What are you doing?" Hilda questions Hailey with a stern tone in her voice, which she can hear outside the room.

Bruce was nervous while eavesdropping at the door. He even pressed his right ear harder to listen closely, prepared to barge in to protect the Princess if Madam Hilda Shen went overboard insulting her son's girlfriend.

He doesn't care, even though she is Hilda Lopez. Notably, he only follows someone's orders. 

"Protect her, even from mom." 

Vincent Shen's words, his other boss, and he will follow this order with his life. That is why, if something happens with this meeting, he will storm into the room and threaten the mighty Madam Hilda. 

Oh, well. He needs to prepare himself for the outcome. The other knights were keeping an eye on the Princess. If there is a fight between Madam Shen's bodyguard, it will be big trouble between the Queen and another Queen in Vincent Shen's life. 

Ah, correction. It was the Mother Queen versus the Queen in his heart. 

He's hoping that Vincent won't be a coward and choose his mother. But if he chooses the Princess, he deserves his salute, and he will recognize him as King worthy of the Princess. 

Listening further, Bruce heard someone snorting behind him. He throws a sharp glare at the woman standing beside him; she returns a dagger look at him. 

Bruce rolled his eyes. They are both busy listening to what is happening inside the room; he has no time to pay attention to Madam Hilda's assistant. 

Meanwhile, Hailey rendered her silence. She wants to go back to her room to monitor the happenings of the launch. But she can't be disrespectful to Vince's mom. She has to endure it for a while.

She lowered her gaze and spoke. "Madam Shen, I'm sorry if you seemed disappointed to see me today. I could see you are ready for the party. So I am lost as to why you want to see." 

She needs to ask her straightforwardly. She got uncomfortable when Madam Shen continued sizing her up. 

"You were not thinking at all! How could you embarrass my son like this? He's throwing fortune at you, but this is the only clothes you can buy?" 

Hailey was in a trance, processing Holda's words. She is insulting her way of dressing. However, she felt comfortable in this way. Vince's mom's concern is an image that is throwing back to her son. 

"You're wrong, Madam Shen. I am just comfortable with these clothes," she explains, which Hilda clearly is not happy about her reasons.

"What are you talking about? I inquired, and they invited you to this event. Why aren't you dressed up? Unless you are planning to go to the party in that sort of clothes?" 

Hailey shook her head. Now she understood why Madam Hilda Shen was throwing a fuss. If she wasn't mistaken, she wanted her to attend the party. 

Criticizing her ways of clothing is actually encouraging her to wear better ones. Hailey concealed the smile playing on her lips. And since Madam Shen brought up this issue, she must give her an excuse. "I'm sorry, Ma'am. But I chose not to attend the party."

Hailey looks up and meets Hilda's eyes to see her reaction. She could see how Hilda was dissatisfied with her reasoning. The middle-aged woman hurls an impatient sigh. She even lifted her fingers and lightly massaged her forehead.

"You're giving me a headache," Hilda muttered. Later, she called out to her assistant. "Crissa, come here!" 

Spit out by the door, Crissa rushed inside. "Yes, Madam Shen?" 

"Phone the Lopez Collections and tell them to send all the evening gowns with small sizes." 

Confused, Crissa did her best to work her brain. "Is it for the event, ma'am?" 

"Yes. And where is Baron?" 

"I am here, madam! What can I do for you?" Baron was only on standby in the corner, prepared to be called out anytime.

"Take away this girl. Let her wash up first." Waving her left hand, she instructed her stylist.

"You wanted me to style her for the party, madam?" Baron asked. He was actually listening to the conversation. And, of course, he knew this girl. She is the famous mistress of the city, and he admired her fashion sense!

There is actually no wrong with her casual get-up. She still looks stunning with that skirt that shows her long legs! 

Ah! He can't wait to dress this girl up! He will make sure Vincent Shen appreciates what he does to his girlfriend! Baron thought to himself. 

"Madam Shen, leave it to me! I'll transform her as the queen of the night! Although she already looks like a queen like you!" Baron laughs then bites his lips when Hilda glared at him. He's overexcited, the reason he didn't control his mouth complementing both women. 

Baron takes Hailey's arm and drags her to a room; he pushes her inside the bathroom, closes the door. Hailey sighs with relief. It seemed like she had to play along. 

It still surprised her that Vince's mom suddenly became nice to her. Well, not totally, but she's wondering why she wants her to attend the party. 

Hilda is patiently waiting for the dresses she requested from her niece's boutique in the living room. Not long, her niece Janise entered the suite with her employees, pushing clothing racks to the room.

"Aunt Hilda? Why do you need small sizes?" Janise queried. After she heard her aunt asking for more evening gowns, she rushed to the store to handle the requests. She is familiar with her aunt's mood, so she needs to deal with her carefully. 

"It's not for me," Hilda replied. "Anyway, I have to see them now so that I can head to the event now." 

"Okay, aunt. We shall go together then. So… What do you think of these gowns?" 

Janise showed the dresses she brought over; they were in various styles and cuts. The event's dress theme is gold, silver, and cream colors. 

Hilda carefully chose three of the dresses Janise brought over. "Baron, come here!" 

"Yes, madam?" 

"These are the dresses I want her to try on. Tell Crissa to escort that girl to the event after you styled her." 

"Note, Madam Shen!" 

Hilda looked at her niece and said, "Let's go, Janise." 

"Okay, Aunt." Janise glanced at Baron. She and this stylist are close friends. She's the one who introduced Baron to her aunt and became her stylist ever since then.

Casting a questioning look at him, Baron gestured and winked at Janise. "I'll send you a text." 

Janise nodded and followed her aunt in silence. She's curious about what is going on. Her aunt mentioned 'HER' then who's this girl that her aunt spares a time to dress her up?