His Contractual Mistress

Several months ago….

Hailee made a stop in Greece to attend a Charity Cocktail Party. Tonight, she is wearing a fitted black evening dress. 

"Good thing that this party has to wear a mask." 

"You're right, Pitt." She raises her glass, brings it to her lips, and sips on her wine. 

"Don't drink too much, Princess." Pitt scolds her again. 

Hailee frowned. He has kept reminding her not to drink a lot tonight as she couldn't hold her liquor yet.

"It has low alcohol content. I will not just get drunk." Hailee reasons out, pursing her lips into a sweet smile. 

"Princess, I tolerated you these passing months but not in public." 

"Yeah, I know." she giggled, shrugs a shoulder, then ignored Pitt's unending scolding. 

The helpless guy sighed violently. He placed his palms on the top of the cold balustrades and observed the people below in the courtyard with a vast swimming pool.

They were on a balcony in one of the most luxurious villas in Greece. The two yachts she owned were anchored near here, and she wanted to leave the party and had a swim instead because tonight is no different from other parties she'd attended in the past couple of months. It was boring. 

All the guests tonight are billionaires in the business world. These tycoons were here not only to show off their power, but most of them were also potential business deals and partnerships. 

At this party, you aren't invited if your net worth is only a million dollars. And combine the SHEN GROUP and the Lopez Empire, they are members in the Billionaire's category. 

But Vincent Shen, CEO of Shen Group, isn't here. 

"Pitt, have you confirmed he wouldn't attend this party?" Hailee asked afterward. 

"That's what I found out from the host of this party. He only sent someone to hand over his donations," he replied without casting a glance in her direction, uninterested in talking another man.

"I see." She pursed her lips into disappointment. 

Pitt turned his head and looked at her over his shoulder. He sighed. The princess has been trying to catch that man. 

"It seems that he doesn't enjoy socializing, the same as you." 

His words are comforting; Hailey senses that. Well, she's been hunting Vincent Shen, hoping to talk about business. Every time she receives an invitation, she will collect information if Vincent Shen were also invited to the party or any future activities.

Hailee got up from the french chaise; she strode toward Pitt, then halted beside him. She looks up to watch the stars dancing on the night skyline before her eyes dramatically travel to the vastness of the ocean far ahead. 

As the night is getting older, the sea breeze is getting colder as well. Hailee fixes her gaze to the party below. 

These tycoons have a reason they've wasted time at parties around the globe, and tonight, she is no different among them; however, her prospect isn't here. 

If it weren't for a purpose, she would never be here and attend such boring gatherings. Socializing with the upper class in High Society is the last thing she is interested in. Even though these people are not just ordinary rich men and women, still, she is dim to be friends with them.

"I have to endure this, right, Pitt?" 

"Yeah. You don't have a choice because you were born as the heir to Davies Empire." 

Hailey snorts. She saw a few guests raise their glasses in her direction. She returned the gesture, lifted her arm with a glass of wine, then sipped on it.

Many of these successful tycoons are way older than her. They've experienced businessmen and women and already won many battles, fought countless situations to keep their company on its feet. 

However, because she was the famous Jacob Davies' sole heiress, these tycoons bowed to her, trying to impress her and treat her overly nice, to the point that it causes her to feel uncomfortable. 

Although she is growing up with such an extravagant life, still, she will not be used to this kind of treatment and importance because if it wasn't for her name? 

She knew these people would never care to cast a glance in her direction. And if they will, they would only call her a social climber or gold digger like the other women on this party who did everything, fighting for a spot to be chosen as the date of someone's billionaire. Being here without a name or status was treated like an escort. 

Hailee chuckled, shook her head at her thought. Why do women have to chase a man? Is it love? His fortune? How about in a woman's case? 

Could it be the same? Love or Fortune? Body? Trophy? 

It seemed like she needed to learn about all this stuff to play the Game of Love with many possibilities of betrayal, lies, and that… REVENGE…. 

How to play along? She honestly has no interest in that. But….

"Pitt, I want you to gather the information of every single tycoon at this party," her request, and what she said next, made Pitt drop his jaw. "I think I should start dating soon." 

And in the next second, it is exactly the reaction she'd already imagined Pitt would have. 

"Have you lost your mind!? Do you think there are normal guys out here!?" 

'Yeah, including yourself isn't normal.' she mumbled, rolled her eyes, and completely wasn't listening to Pitt, who continued lecturing her, but a sweet smile plastered across her face.

'Jeez… How could I get rid of Pitt?' She can't do something with her knights surrounding her! She needs to find perfect timing, then runs away from her knights, and that's a massive plan for her to make. 

Hailee was in the middle of 'making plans' when a commotion at the balcony door. She turned around. 

Since her knights guard it, no one can approach her, but they have to get through such security protocol, which only Pitt gives permission. 

With her presence in every gathering, everyone wanted to talk to her, hoping to present some business proposal or attempt to have an appointment to bid on a project in her city. 

"Please! Can I talk to Miss Davies for just three minutes? That's all I need for her to look at my presentation! Please!" said a man, helpless in front of her knights. They are using their height and firm body as a shield to any attempted attack. 

"Who's that?" she asked Pitt, as she had no view of what was going on but her knight's broad back she could only see. 

"I think it was the CEO of H Group, which you rejected their proposal." 

"I see." She gestured a dismissal wave, rejecting to see the guy. 

Pitt calls someone from the knight and gives instruction. Just for tonight, there are twenty knights to look for her safety, not to mention the satellite visual from the sky and five snipers scattered at the high grounds, hidden from different directions. 

Hailee sighs. She reaches for her head to rub her temple. She took a seat and leaned back. Swirling the content in her wine glass, she was about to gulp the liquid when Pitt snatched it from her hand. 

"That's enough." Pitt sat down on the cocktail table, facing Hailee. He extends both of his arms to reach her temple and forehead. 

Hailee closes her eyes, letting Pitt kneading her forehead until she sighs with relief. 

"Pitt..." she calls out to him, whispering. 

"Yeah." 

"What shall I do without you by my side?" she murmured between heaving a long sigh. 

Pitt has rendered speechless. 'This naive girl! She never comprehends what she was saying to a man!'

This girl never considers their poor heart. 

Pitt hurls his deepest breath from the bottom of his lungs, then releases them gradually. He poked Hailee's forehead before he got up. 

"I'll make you a coffee." He said, striding toward the console table where it places all he needed. 

It's always a special request every time Hailey went to parties like this; they brought their own stuff, such as a coffee maker, coffee beans, and mugs, to ensure her safety, not only from the assassins and kidnappers or Liam's alliance. 

And speaking of Liam, he is banned from stepping anywhere in Europe, the US, or Africa. However, he has partnerships with other companies anywhere globally, or to say, his legal and illegal business partners. 

There is a possibility he will use them to abduct the Princess, and Pitt would not allow that to happen. No matter what, they must prevent anyone from getting near Hailee that a possibility is Liam's men. 

"Pitt, I'm going to the powder room," she announced, standing behind Pitt. He nodded.

Whenever she attends events outside Australia, she has a female bodyguard assigned to accompany her inside the ladies' room. Five knights, including Pitt, escort her toward the powder room at the left wing of the floor they were in.

While Hailee was inside the cubicle and her female bodyguard was standing outside her door, she heard two women's voices coming in. 

The two women were busy gossiping. Hailee cannot avoid listening to them when their voices are too loud.

"Eva, what are you doing?" Yelled by the other girl.

"What?" a familiar voice snaps at her. 

Hailee was surprised to hear this familiar voice. She finished her spill, but she didn't want to see Eva's face, so she remained inside the cubicle, listening to whatever gossip is. But she wondered why Eva was here as this is Billionaires' party.

She knew Eva wasn't from a super-rich family, so there is no chance she could get an invitation unless she escorted a billionaire because Bryan wasn't one. 

Curiosity hits her—she listens to Eva having a conversation with the other girl. Maybe she could get a little information about her behind Bryan's back. 

"Your husband flew to New York to discuss your divorce, but here you are!" 

'Husband?' Hailee raised one eyebrow. She didn't hear Eva, and Bryan got married because Tina Anderson never likes Eva. She deprived Bryan of his inheritance instead. 

Hailee was mulling over what's going on here. Then Eva's shrieking voice filled the room. 

"Humph! I don't care! I will not sign it until he didn't agree to my conditions," she said stubbornly. 

This time, it was Hailee's other brow raised upward. She mused, 'And what conditions are that?'