Yasmin and Brenda exchanged glances, only to realize tha they were more worried about each other than themselves. They couldn’t help but smile at each other…
Brenda waved her hand and signaled L Menck, the action manager, who had been scanning the crowd. The moment be spotted her, he rushed over without hesitation.
scenda pointed at Wendy and said. “Ms. Jones is in an unstable mental state. I’d be best if she didn’t enter the venue”
tready instructing security to escort her out.
an invitation!” Wendy velled in a panic.
am smiled politely. “MRhodes is one of our largest shareholders. Naturally, we follow what she suns. ”
nly then did the crowd remember that Brenda’s father, Arthur, was a well–known collector and that his shares in Dunville Auction House had been a coming–of–age gift to his
However, Boenda was extraordinarily gifted. She possessed an impeccable eye for value, and she had already made a name for herself in the world of collectors despite her young
Brenda was never the type to be left defenseless, even after losing both her parents.
Brenda and Yasmin arrived late, and the guests began taking their seats shortly after.
Whitmore family promise to redeem Annie’s keepsake? You didn’t really need to come in person.”
Brenda had little interest in actions like this. The items being auctioned were nowhere near as valuable as the ones stored in her own collection room. She was only here to
em.” Yasmin solid flat. “I need to see it with my own eyes.”
Just as she finished speaking, her gate locked onto someone across the room.
Not far away, Veronica had arved, dressed in an identical moonlight–white gown. She was turned slightly to the side, speaking to a man beside her.
The man was timed away from Yasmin, his tall figure draped in an impeccably tailored suit. His broad shoulders and long legs exuded an air of effortless elegance.
At first, be semed focused on a conversation with an older businessman. But the moment Veronica spoke, he turned toward her.
That was when Yerminers face was Caleb.
Almost simultaneously, as if sensing something, Caleb’s gaze shitted beyond Veronica and directly toward Yasmin.
The eyes met Yasmin’s expression shifted from momentary shock to an icy coldness.
n a second thought, Caleb started walking toward ber.
Veronica quirkened her pace without hesitation, matching Caleb’s steps. She was making it seem as though they came together.
Caleb’s eyes immediately fell on Yasmin’s hand, which was wrapped in white bandages, with an additional layer of shimmering silk wrapped over them. With it, her bandages
looked like accessories.
Combined with Yasmin’s moonlight–white gown, her injuries were almost imperceptible.
“Let me see your hands,” Caleb spoke as he reached out directly toward Yasmin’s hands.
Instinctively, Yasmin took a step back. And almost at the same moment, Brenda stepped forward to block Caleb’s way
“What do you want, Mr. Grant? Admiring your handwork?” Brenda’s tone was laced with biting sarcasm,
Caleb clenched his jew in frustration, but his expression remained unshaken. On the surface, he was still the same composed, gentlemanly CEO.
His voice was steady. “Mrs. Grant, do you really think hiding behind Brenda will help?”
Gleb had always maintained an air of discipline and refinement, but he was never one to strictly follow the rules.
Otherwise, when Yasmin had shown up drunk at his door that night, he wouldn’t have chosen to spend the night with her.
Yasmin had no idea what he was planning to do.
The surrounding guests gradually fell silent, their eyes shifting toward the unfolding scene.
Yasmin took a deep breath and stepped slightly to the side to Lace Caleb directly.
She stared at him coldly for a few seconds, then east a glance at Veronica. She said, “I thought you and Veronica came together?
“We didn’t,” Caleb denied it immediately. Then, once again, he reached for her hands. “Let me check your words, Yasmin. Be a good girl”
His Last words were spoken softly, laced with a mix of helplessness and affection as if he were coaxing a stubborn child who was in the middle of a tantrum.
