YOKED TO A BILLIONAIRE BY VENNEH LISAH

Violla woke up to the triplets' handwritten note and felt a warm fuzzy feeling in her heart.

It had been almost twenty days since she was fired from Romans Corporation. She could only have a quick dinner with her triplets as she had to head out late at night until the next morning for her work at Empire Night.

It would be already middle of the night when she was back from home, rendering it impossible for her to talk to her children as they would be fast asleep.

However, she was beyond glad that her children understood her predicaments and behaved well.

Nevertheless, Violla still felt guilty for not being around for her children. At that point, all she wanted to do was to earn enough money to pay for Mrs. Blake's treatment. Then, she could go back to her normal life, and in turn, spend more time with her kids.

The phone rang . It was Olympia checking in on her, asking if she had gotten out of the bed.

Violla snapped out of her thoughts and rushed to get ready. She dashed for the door and made her way to the City Hospital to meet up with Olympia.

Olympia had been waiting at the entrance of the hospital when Violla arrived. The two of them headed toward the ward. On the way, Violla asked her friend about her mother's condition, and Olympia started to recount her bitter past.

"When I was in middle school, my dad passed away. Mom became a janitor at a company in the city to support my studies."

"Her boss was a good Samaritan. He knew about my mother's condition and sponsored my studies right here in the city. My expenses and tuition fees for high school were paid for by her boss.

"The boss' company had gotten into some trouble when I was in my final year of high school. The police had even gotten involved."

"One day, a mysterious person barged into the company office looking for the boss. My mom thought that the man might harm the boss, and wanted to remind him. However, for some unknown reason, she fell from the building."

"She was lucky to fall on the balcony just one floor down, and survived. However, she had been in a coma ever since. It's been four years."

Violla felt her chest tighten after listening to Olympia's story. She led Olympia to a relatively quiet place and asked, "Olympia, what's the name of the company that your mom worked at? What's the boss' name?"

"It's Milan Corporation. The boss' name was Gerald Milan. You see, he had the same surname as you. That's why I felt quite close to you after you told me your name ."

At the revelation, Violla was rendered speechless.

"What's the matter, Violla?" Olympia was perplexed at her friend's reaction.

"Fate really has a way to bring people together," Violla felt a wave of emotions wash over her. "Gerald Milan my father!"

"Huh?" Olympia was stunned. "I've heard my mom mention that Mr. Milan had a daughter. I just did not expect it to be you."

"Did you know my dad passed away four years ago?" Violla eyes brimmed with tears. "He jumped off a building."

"I know, it was on the news." Olympia's eyes went red. "My mom got into a coma on 20th April while Mr. Milan committed suicide on 21st April."

"Did you mention that someone was trying to harm my father?" Violla asked .

"Yes. My mom called me at the time and said that a mysterious man had barged into the company to look for your father. She thought that the man might try to harm him, and wanted to warn your father of the potential danger."

"I was so worried about her and told her to go look for the security guard to back her up. However, she did not even get to finish before the line went dead. I tried calling her multiple times but the call just would not get through. On the very same night, I got the news that she fell."

Tears began to stream down Olympia's cheeks as she recounted the incident.

"My mom had already lost her consciousness when I rushed to the hospital. Mr. Milan was right outside the emergency room as well. I could see that he was so guilty about the whole incident. He left me his watch and left without saying a word."

"I really had no idea what he was trying to do, and I finally realized his intention the next day after I watched the news. I think the watch was the only valuable thing that he had left, and he gave it to me in hopes that I could use it for my mom's treatment."

Tears trickled down Violla's cheeks. Her father had been an altruistic soul his whole life and had helped countless people. It did not surprise Violla that people like Olympia's mother would feel grateful to her father.

"Violla…" Olympia held her friend's hands in her own and said gratefully, "Mr Milan was a good man. He kept my mom's medical treatment fees in his mind even at the lowest points of his life."

"Your mom had only gotten into a coma trying to save my dad. It's only right for us to bear the treatment costs," Violla said in a contrite tone.

"I sold the watch that Mr. Milan left for a million. I had been depending on that for my mother's medical treatment all these years. Well, actually, I shouldn't have sold it, but I was still in high school, and mom did not have much savings, so…" Olympia was plagued with guilt.

"I understand," Violla said as she nodded her head. "Olympia, your mom and you are both kind souls."

Olympia sighed aloud. "It's so unfair. Why do bad things happen to good people?"

"Yeah, I know right." Violla sighed and continued asking, "Right, did your mother mention who the mysterious man was? Anything about how the person looked like?"

"She did not mention anything on that," Olympia shook her head. "She sounded like she was in a rush. There was no time for her to go into the details, and she hung up on me before I could even answer her."

"I see. Then, let's go visit your mother first." The two of them made their way toward Olympia's mother's ward.

Her mother lay on the hospital bed with a multitude of tubes attached to her body. Her body was frail and thin from being bedridden for so many years. Olympia's mother was only in her mid-forties, but she looked way beyond her age.

Olympia's deft manners in wiping down her mother's body, changing her clothes, and potty toilet were telltales of the hardships that the girl had endured through the years.

Violla felt a lump in her throat watching her friend and was hit by a pang of guilt. Olympia's mother would not have ended up like that if it weren't for saving her father.

'It must have been difficult for Olympia to pull herself through all those years. I really want to help them both.'

With that thought in mind, Violla asked Olympia to take her to her mother's doctor to find out more about her condition. Violla even asked for a copy of her mother's medical records before giving Immaculate a call.

She did not wish to trouble Immaculate. However, she felt that her effort was necessary to help out Olympia.

Violla actually thought that Immaculate was a decent person. If she were to look the other way for Immaculate's relationship with Davon, she actually thought Immaculate was someone she could befriend. Of course, Violla planned to bear all the costs of the treatment. She just needed someone professional to clear things up for her.

It took a few rings before Immaculate finally picked up. "Miss Milan?"

"Dr. Immaculate, I need your help. Is this a good time to talk?"

"Sure, fire away," Immaculate remained polite toward Violla.

"I have a friend who has been in a coma for four years here at City Hospital. She's on a treatment plan but her condition has worsened recently. I know that you're a great doctor, and I'd like your two cents on this."

"Do you have her medical records? Let me know the patient's name and details and I'll ask my people to find out more." Immaculate stated.

"Yes, but it's on paper. When will it be convenient for you? What if I meet you and hand this over to you in person?" Violla did not wish to disclose too much of Olympia's mother's information to Immaculate, lest that the incident back then had anything to do with the Romans family. A background search on Olympia's mother would expose everything.

Hence, Violla planned to just let Immaculate check the hard copy of the medical records without having an inkling to the identity of the patient. In that case, Immaculate would not be able to dig further down the hole.

"I'll be at the hospital tomorrow morning."

"Great, then I'll see you there tomorrow morning."

After hanging up the call, Violla turned to comfort Olympia, "My friend is a really great doctor. Perhaps she will have some insights into this. Don't worry, okay?"

"Thank you, Violla." Olympia was beyond grateful.

"Well, that's what are friends for? Don't sweat on it." Violla tapped on her shoulders and said, "I'll try my best to help you."

"Thank you." Olympia was moved to tears and hugged her friend.

"Silly, don't cry. We'd better go eat something and prepare for work." Violla suggested.

"Sure." Olympia agreed.

Ever since Olympia found out that Violla was actually the daughter of her benefactor, she was even more friendly toward her.

Violla, on the other hand, took extra care of Olympia because of her mother's condition.

The two of them went into work at Empire Night when the night fell. Olympia took Violla to section C to take orders.

A promoter rushed to their side. "Olympia, the customer over at C15 demanded for 117 and your service."

Violla lowered her head to check out her number. She was 117. All promoters there wore face masks, and they were only identifiable by the number tags on their chest.

"Who is it?" Olympia was curious.

"I think he's your regular," the promoter grinned. "Those fellas seem quite loaded. They ordered a few expensive bottles as soon as they came. I wanted to take more orders for them but they demanded you guys instead."

"Sure, I'll get there as soon as possible."

Olympia dragged Violla there as soon as she heard that the customer was loaded.

"Promoters have regulars too?" Violla found the idea somewhat amusing since they would not even reveal their face to the customers.

"I don't think so. Only hostesses have regulars since promoters always move around from section to section," Olympia replied nonchalantly.

"Then, why is the customer asking for us?" Violla tugged on her friend. "Something's wrong here!"

"I think it's going to be alright. Fred has ramped up the security around here and given us all a walkie-talkie each. We can just call the security if anything happens and they'll be here in a heartbeat." Olympia only had money on her mind right then as she paced briskly toward C15.

Violla was afraid of her friend getting into trouble and could only trail behind her.

"Good evening, sir!" Olympia greeted the men enthusiastically. "How can I help..."

She went silent at the sight of the man sitting on the sofa. It was the man who had appeared when she was together with Justin back then, Maxwell . He had brought along six bodyguards.

"Well, well. We meet again," Maxwell was puffing on a cigar as he held a wine glass in his hand. The man insolently said, "You guys got lucky last time. I'm afraid it won't be the case this time!"

A bodyguard pushed her and Violla toward him right then.

Olympia staggered and nearly fell to the floor, but Violla steadied her in the nick of time.

"What do you want?" Violla glared at the man before her.

"I want to strip you naked take photos and videos upload them in a p*rn hub then beat you blue black.For humiliating me the last time." Maxwell lips curled into a lecherous smile.

"You are disgusting!" Repulsed with the man's lewd remarks, Violla glared at the man as she attempted to leave the room with Olympia.

However, a bodyguard locked the door behind them as another bodyguard snatched the walkie-talkie away from Olympia.

"What are you doing?" Violla stood before Olympia, trying to protect her friend.

"Don't try to stir anything up here. We have security patrolling." Olympia's voice was shaky from the fear.

"It seems like you guys have forgotten that the soundproofing system here is excellent. Even if I decide to f*ck your friend here, people outside will not even hear a sound. But that is not what I want. Let me take a few photos of your body and you walk away." Then, Maxwell broke into a profligate laugh as he spread his legs and pointed at his phone at Violla.

"You have a nice body you will go viral,you will trend hehe…"

"Shameless!" Violla gritted through her teeth.

"Shameless is my middle name, b*tch." Maxwell then gave his bodyguards a look.

His bodyguards then proceeded to pull Violla's hair and dragged her to Maxwell's side.

"Let me take a good look at that face." Maxwell then pinned her head against the sofa and took off her mask. His eyes glinted at the sight of her face. "Miss Laura did not lie to me! You're really an alluring little minx!"

Then, he started to tear off Violla's clothes right in front of everyone.

"Let me go!" Violla struggled to free herself but to no avail.

"Let her go." Olympia wanted to dash over and help her friend but she was held down by the bodyguards. She shrieked in despair, "You animals will burn in hell!"

A bodyguard slapped Olympia right across her face.

She slumped to the floor as blood seeped from the corners of her mouth.

Meanwhile, Violla's dress had been torn apart like rags.

Maxwell was already positioning his camera. With a sickening chuckle, he said, "I heard that you used to be Mr. Roman's woman? Hahaha! I can't wait for the world to see how despicable you are right now."

Right at the very moment, the private room's room was busted open and a righteous-sounding voice rang, "Stop!"

A few bodyguards dashed into the private room and saved Violla.

Lifting her head, Violla noticed that it was Justin.

"Maxwell you're a bas*ard!" Justin pointed at Maxwell and gritted through his teeth, "How could you do something like that?"

"Mr. Justin, why are you always taking this woman's side? What kind of relationship do you have with this woman?" Maxwell was pissed off.

"You really have a death wish. Did you know to whom she belonged?" The private room's room door was kicked down once again after he was done talking.

A slender figure dashed into the room, and the man looked like he was lucifer as he exuded a cold and domineering vibe.

Violla hurriedly turned her head to one side as she fumbled for her mask. She did not wish for Davon to see her in such a disheveled manner.

However, it was too late. Davon had already seen it all; her broken dress, and the exposed skin. His eyes burned with seething fury.

"Bas*ard, you really have a death wish!" Cruze dashed over and seized the scoundrel by his throat as he berated, "How dare you lay a finger on Mr. Roman's woman?"

"I… I had no idea…" Maxwell fumbled to explain himself. "I didn't know…"

Justin bellowed at the man, "I've told you before. She's Mr. Roman's woman and told you not to get any ideas about her, but it seems like you paid no heed to my warnings."

"Damn you, Justin!" Maxwell was boiling with fury at that point. "When have I ever stepped on your tail? Why are you throwing stones at me now?"

Then, the man turned and explained to Davon, "Mr. Roman, I only came here because of Miss Laura. She said that she would consider collaborating with me if I took her bare photos and videos and uploaded them."

Davon removed his coat and draped it over Violla and ordered with an icy cold tone, "Get out of here first."

She clutched onto the coat like it was a life-saving straw and staggered over to Olympia's side. The duo then hurried out of the room.

As soon as they stepped out of the room, wails of pain could be heard coming out of the private room.

Olympia shuddered to hear the commotion as her legs went jelly and almost slumping to the floor. Violla steadied her friend right then.

"Who are those people?" Olympia steadied herself against the wall as she shivered uncontrollably.

"They're not good souls, that's for sure." Violla steadied her friend as they walked. "Let's go look for Fred. You need to go to the hospital since you're injured."

"I'm alright. I could just soothe my cheeks with some ice." Olympia then turned to her friend. "I'm the one who is supposed to ask you this. Are you alright?"

"I'm okay." Violla was plagued by guilt as she eyed her friend's swollen face. "I dragged you into this mess."

"Don't worry about it. We are friends, and you definitely did not get me into any trouble." Olympia still shuddered from apprehension, "By the way, who is that Mr. Roman? Is he your boyfriend? Why do they keep saying that he's your boyfriend?"

"It's a long story…" Before she could finish, Fred had already rushed to their sides with his people behind him, "Are the two of you alright?"

"Fred !" Olympia rushed over and tugged on the man. "It was so scary just now. Someone tried to harass Violla, and then…"

"Is Mr. Roman here?" Fred interrupted Olympia and turned to ask Violla instead.

"Yes." She nodded.

"My goodness, I'm going to be in so much trouble this time." Fred slapped himself across his face exasperatedly. "I thought you guys had broken things off for real… Damn it. I shouldn't have let you stay ."

"I'm sorry. I'll clarify things with him and tell him not to put you in a difficult position," Violla hurriedly said.

"You're already caught between a rock and a hard place. Are you sure you can still plead for others?" A cold voice rang from a distance, sending waves of chill air into the hallway, and it seemed like they were in hell.