Unexpected Encounter with my Boss (Vincent and Tiffany) novel Chapter 137

Vincent drove to Nocturne Nightclub. He pushed open the door to Charles' regular private room to see him in bed with his arms around a woman.

There was only a thin sheet thrown over them to cover their private parts. Still, the scene was beyond sexual.

"Mr. Stewart's still resting, Mr. Lewis. You—" The manager hurried after Vincent but failed to stop him.

Vincent didn't even spare the couple a glance. He strode into the room and sat on the couch before massaging his temples.

"Mr. Stewart…" The manager turned to see Charles had already woken up. He sat up in bed.

Charles waved a hand at him, and the manager left. He pulled the sheets higher up around the woman before getting out of bed and pulling a shirt on.

He walked to the couch and asked, "Weren't you away for a business trip in Chilburg? I thought you'd spend a few more days there."

Vincent ignored him. He kept his head bowed as he massaged his temples. He looked like he was having a serious headache.

"Did your deal fall through?" Charles poured him some wine, but Vincent pushed the glass away.

He downed the drink and continued, "I heard from Mandy that Mimosa's pregnant."

Vincent stopped massaging his temples and looked up.

Charles smiled in satisfaction when he saw Vincent finally responding to him. "I said you were interested in her, didn't I? I called it. When did you get her in bed?"

Vincent frowned. "Watch your mouth!"

Charles had spent too much time in bars and nightclubs. There was now a sense of roguishness to him. Even his words were crude.

"Fine, fine. Let me rephrase—when did you get together with Mimosa?"

Vincent was irritated. "It's not like that."

Charles raised an eyebrow. "That makes you the baby's uncle, no?"

Vincent felt like he'd been stabbed in the heart.

"Wait, doesn't that mean Tiffany's your sister-in-law? Damn, things just got a whole lot more interesting! Why do you care so much about her if the baby isn't yours, though? It's hard to find such a caring uncle, I have to say."

Every word Charles uttered was like a dagger to Vincent's heart. It made him feel like there were gaping holes all over it.

…

After Vincent left, Charles stood before the window as he nursed a drink. He thought, "Even Vince has found someone he's interested in. When will you return, Bella?"

Suddenly, a woman's soft and pliant body pressed against his back. She wrapped her arms around him from behind and said lazily, "Please settle last night's bill, Mr. Stewart."