The following day, Hailey working up early since Vince was staying in the penthouse. At the moment, she was in front of the electric cooking top to make breakfast for them.

  Her class today starts at nine o'clock. She has plenty of time before she goes to university, where she is taking the Hotel and Restaurant Management classes.

  In Vince's case, he always left for work every 7:30 in the morning. Since his company is just fifteen to twenty minutes away, it depends on the traffic situation.

  Still, he has plenty of time since his company began its office hours around 8:30 in the morning. But Vince has a habit of arriving at his company before everyone else. And he also starts working before everyone else could.

  That is why, before seven in the morning, she should prepare his breakfast. Exactly, seven in the morning, Vince came down.

  She just thought about it. Hailey hears Vince's bedroom door opening and shuts close, followed by faint sounds of footsteps descending the staircase.

  "Good morning." Wearing a gray suit and black leader shoes, Vince casually greeted her.

  Without turning around to face him, she returned the greetings cheerfully while she finished mixing the lettuce, tomato, and cucumber in a bowl. She loves vegetable salad dip in Apple cider and mayo, which Vince seemed to like as well.

  "Hi, good morning!"

  Vince has now sat down in front of his plate. He takes out his phone and taps on his keypad. Just in a minute, he put down his phone and picked up the fork.

  "I transferred your allowance for this month, including the food budget," said Vince to Hailey.

  She was about to say something regarding it, but Vince already began eating, so she closed her mouth again.

  She wants to tell him she barely touches the money he wired last month. And for the food budget. The amount he gave her is enough for half a year since only the two of them are having meals when Vince is barely coming to the penthouse.

  Most of the time, he only comes over during weekends, or he has to work overtime. And as for the rest of her week? She was alone living in this huge penthouse which she loves it.

  But lately, Vince is frequently coming over.

  Anyway, this is his house. And this penthouse they're living in is owned by Shen Group. So typically, he comes home to his place.

  Hailey shook her head and focused on pouring the coffee into Vince's mug and, lastly hers. She puts down the pot, and next, she fetches Vince a glass of water. Now that she is done serving him, it's time to sit across from him and begin eating her breakfast.

  It's a typical scene whenever Vince comes over. And then, after he finished his breakfast, he picked up his mug and walked toward the sofa. He will sit for ten minutes to take a sip on his coffee while browsing his phone for headline news.

  And when she finished her meal, she quietly gathers the plates and washes them.

  "I'm leaving," Vince declared while he sat up from the sofa, reaching for his coat, then slid his arms on the sleeves.

  "Okay. Have a good day."

  Once the door shut, Hailey would sigh with relief. Finally, she could now care less about moving around the house.

  Well, undeniably that their arrangement is odd. She rather likes a butler than a mistress. When Vince comes to her, she will prepare his meal, wash his clothes, and wait for his commands and instructions.

  And the ironic part, they have separate bedrooms, and they never sleep together. For those who knew that she is Vince's mistress, which just a few people, they thought they had this kind of intimacy of doing such things.

  Well, it does not need their opinion. It was convenient for her to have no physical contact with him.

  No. There's nothing wrong with him. She assured Vince a hundred percent straight and possessed such a physique any woman drool over him and dream of having him.

  But my purpose is not to fantasize about him and to feel lucky that his eyes set on me and offered to be his mistress. The reason I accepted the contract is I only know.

  Days passed, and as the weekend came, Vince stayed in the penthouse to finish his work. Hailey guessed there was a minor problem occurs in his company, the reason for his early comeback.

  Saturday and Vince have been in his study room all day. Hailey brought his lunch before she left to buy a few things for the kitchen.

  "I'm going to the supermarket," she announced, so he won't wonder if he notices she was not home.

  Without lifting his head, Vince replied, "Okay."

  But such a wonderful day to bump into Vince's mother. Hailey was entering the mall, taking a few steps when she crossed Hilda Shen.

  Hilda's assistant walks towards her, carrying her Madam's message. Madame Hilda Shen is inviting her for a coffee.

  Of course, Hailey has a hunch about the sudden invitation.

  Lounged facing each other in a private room of a famous grand café, Hilda elegantly sips her tea while Hailey remains to stare at her milk tea.

  After a moment, Hilda put down the teacup and looked straight at the woman seated across her. Scrutinizing at her, Hilda admits she was too beautiful, but a pretty face is deceiving. She thought.