Monica was stunned at first. Then she sobbed and yelled indignantly, hitting Thomas. "How dare you hit me! Yvonne already hit me before, and now you're hitting me too! I don't want to live anymore!"Thomas kept retreating and finally grabbed her hands after much difficulty. The nurse on shift knocked and entered the door. "It's late at night. Be quiet. Don't disturb the other patients."Monica bit her lips and stopped making any noise, merely glaring at Thomas.Thomas was annoyed. He pushed Monica away. "We fell into Yvonne's trap this time. I won't let this go.""What else can you do?" Monica wiped away her tears. "We haven't even gathered the money to pay her back. There's still an abundance of stock in the warehouse, and we …""I've sold off the stock at a low price." Thinking about it only increased Thomas' fury. He punched the wall hard. "That bastard Jack! He was always pretending to be close to me. Now that I'm in trouble, he's the first one to hit me when I'm down!"Monic
On Monday, Miller Jewels had a meeting as usual. At the end of the meeting, Yvonne made Nicole stay back, wanting to listen to her report on the designs of the new products in the year-end show.Yvonne quietly listened to Nicole finish reporting before smiling. "If I let you handle the year-end show, do you have the confidence that you'll do it well?"Nicole couldn't believe her ears. "What?""During the competition before, didn't I mention that I plan to use your competition designs as the main series of our year-end show?" Yvonne smiled and continued, "Other than that, for the remaining new products, you can just come up with another batch of designs. The pressure isn't that huge; it's only a matter of courage.""But …" Nicole had assumed that Yvonne had only said that to console them when they'd been eliminated. She'd never thought that Yvonne had truly meant it. Nicole was ambitious, but she was also afraid. After all, the year-end show was extremely important to a jewelry bran
Two days later, Yvonne sat on the plane to Sardonia. She put on her eye mask and was just about to go to sleep when someone tapped her shoulder. She turned around in confusion to see Curtis. She was stunned. "Why are you …"Curtis looked icy as usual. "I'm your bodyguard on this trip back.""There's no need, I …""Are you asking me to jump off the plane right now?"Yvonne was speechless. She smiled helplessly and said, "Okay. If you really want to come along,""Hmm." Curtis responded before leaning back. He crossed his arms across his chest and said coolly, "You can rest now."Yvonne was perplexed. This was the first time she'd encountered a bodyguard who gave her commands. It was an 11-hour flight. Yvonne slept and woke up a couple of times. Her quality of sleep hadn't been that great, so she was still yawning after she landed.Through tears welling up from the yawn, Yvonne saw a familiar figure by the arrival area. She wiped away her tears to see that cold and gorgeous face
Xenia's Auction was on a small island in Sardonia. Since the auction was held there, even though the island was far away from the city, it had all the amenities. For many years, the upper-class society had visited the island many times. After a while, it started to appear as though nobles also owned the island.The hotel had sent their staff over to pick up guests, all in Lincoln limousines. The island sure was wealthy. Yvonne hadn't been to the island for a long time. As she stood by the docks, looking at the buildings on the island far away, it felt strange to her. She'd only been gone for a few months, yet it felt like a lifetime. She'd almost forgotten what she'd been like when she'd still been Ms. Y.Soon, she collected her thoughts and followed Gwen into the limousine. Although it was called a hotel, in reality, it was made up of many two-story villas stretching over a huge plot of land. Yvonne had one of the quietest and most remote ones, where she'd once spent three years.
Arthur shook his head. "No. This manager stayed behind the screen at every auction. We'll only be able to meet the manager when they are auctioning off their items."Caleb was stunned. "So, you don't even know if the manager is a man or a woman?"Arthur cleared his throat. "Those who go to the auction will have to sign an NDA. They can't say anything."All these years, the manager had only auctioned three items, and all of them were worth a fortune. Those who were into antique collections could boast about it for the rest of their lives if they ever met the manager.Although Arthur liked collecting antiques, he didn't spend all his money on them. Yet this time, he'd come here with the utmost confidence. He must meet the manager! Arthur combed through his beard. "Once I get the Eight Saints figurines, I'll take you two to meet the manager."Caleb smiled. "Then I'll congratulate you in advance!"…Three days later, the island was drenched in cold rain. The auction went on as usual
In the end, the Eight Saints figurines were sold for 380 million dollars.Arthur got what he wanted. He took Xavier and Caleb to meet the manager and finish up the deal. The moment they entered the room, they were told that the manager had to leave at the last minute and couldn't entertain them.Arthur was instantly furious. "What sort of manager is this? I have spent so much money, yet they can't even come and greet me? What could be more important than me right now?""Please calm down; she indeed had something important to deal with. It will be the same thing if you deal with me. It won't—""I don't care! Wait a second …" Arthur was stunned. "The manager is a woman?""Yes." The auction staff nodded. "She's the director of the auction house too. She'd instructed us to treat you with utmost importance."Arthur was shocked. He'd always been under the impression that the manager was a man. After all, those who were at this level of antique collecting were mostly men. Yet this woman
Behind the screen, Mark sat casually, placing his crossed legs on the desk. He had a perfect face with an air of impetuosity.He was in a black shirt and long pants, with his shirt unbuttoned three buttons down, showing off his chest and some of his tattoos. The tattoo of a fallen angel against his fair skin made him seem even more dangerous. The rosary in his hands was a huge juxtaposition to his tattoos, yet it didn't seem out of place.If one were to describe him, it would be both good and evil.Hearing Yvonne walk closer to him, Mark lazily looked up and smiled. The fear Yvonne had for him was still deeply embedded in her. In a short while, her back was already sweating profusely."Yvonne, how long have you been with the Emerald Group?" Mark asked."12 years.""12 years …" Mark's tone gradually turned hostile. "12 years, and yet you still haven't learned to obey the rules. You sure are stupid."At that point, there was no turning back. Yvonne stood up courageously and looked
The cold rain outside reflected Yvonne's tone. Mark listened to her talk quietly. He held the rosary in his hand, lazily fidgeting with it. Yvonne finished talking, but before Mark could reply, there was a loud commotion outside the door. Then the door was kicked down with a loud bang.Curtis didn't care about the bodyguards stopping him. He stormed into the room. "Ms. …" The next second, a dagger flew across him, past his neck, and directly into the frame of the door.Curtis jumped and stood there in a daze.Gwen frantically went forward and apologized without daring to look Mark in the eye. "Mark, I'm sorry, my men lack education. I will surely teach them properly."Yvonne also pleaded. "Mark, Curtis is my bodyguard. He was only worried for my safety. Don't …""Oh, your bodyguard?" Mark looked at Curtis with a raised eyebrow. "How bold of him."Curtis gulped. Facing such a terrifying force, the courage that he'd mustered out of desperation was all gone."It's pointless to ha