Dazed, Yvonne sat on the couch. She could not comprehend this. Last time, George had personally shown up to cause Felix some trouble. When he left in the end, she had assumed Felix was just too unimportant for George to bother with. That was why Felix had been let off the hook, or so she thought. After hearing their conversation over the phone now, she finally understood. She had been puzzled all this while. George was not the type to let things slide. Spoiled as he was, he was not stupid. If he could mess with someone, he would certainly go for the jugular. Yet, Felix had walked away unscathed. "Why on Earth is George so cautious around Felix? And since when does he call anyone 'Mister'?" These questions buzzed around in Yvonne's head, which gave her a migraine. She even wondered if she should be reporting this to her boss. After some contemplation, Yvonne decided to keep it to herself. If she had not slept with Felix, she would have spilled every detail. But now that Geor
Two days flew by. A plane touched down in Yartford at 10:00 am. Not long after, Felix and Jack hugged at the exit. Jack teased Felix the moment he landed, "Were you worried I've got something going on with Madeline? Coming all the way to Yartford to keep an eye on us, huh?" Felix playfully punched his arm. "Come on. Let's head to the restaurant. Madeline's already waiting for us."The Golden Prime Auction was not until evening, so Felix had time to kill. Plus, he wanted to see how Madeline was adjusting to life in her new city. "Life is interesting sometimes. Maddy's life in Avesburgh was hellish. But ever since she bumped into you, it totally changed for the better after she moved to Yartford." Intrigued, Felix asked while they were in the car, "What do you mean? Are you talking about her career or love life?" Jack flashed a double thumbs-up. "Both." As Jack filled him in, Felix could not help but smile. With the few million dollars he had given her, Madeline had rented a
Felix was not surprised. Yale was the Dragon Alliance's vice leader and now held the Dragon Ring as the new Dragon Lord. Tracking Felix's movements would not be hard. "What if you're not bored?" Felix asked. Harold chuckled and said, "Simple. I just got to Avesburgh, right? Though everyone's calling me Lord Jamison, the truth is I'm short on cash. My place is pretty crappy. "So, I was wondering if you would lend me your big villa to crash in? And you know I don't like sharing a roof with others. You get it, don't you?" He wanted Felix's house? Felix said, "Fine. I'll give you the passcode. You can move in today and stay as long as you like." Harold laughed. "Thanks! Guess I won't be heading to Yartford, after all." After hanging up, Felix's mood remained unaffected. Harold thought he had all the time in the world to play games, but it was quite the opposite. With Averill's skills, finding Yvette would only take a few days. The Golden Prime Auction was set to start at
Wendy tucked the ticket away and picked up her coffee with a smile. She said, "What trouble? You're overthinking, Felix. I'll just return the ticket. It's no big deal. "Cheers! Here's hoping you snag that Moon's Tear at the auction!" As Felix took a sip of coffee, he got a call from George. "Mr. Zeller, are you there yet? I'm on my way." "Yeah, I'm at Sunside Café.""Cool! I'll meet you there. It won't be long." Just as he hung up, a middle-aged man appeared at their table. "Ms. Kinsley, you know Mr. Jackman's temper. We've got five minutes left. You'd better come with me now." A flicker of panic crossed Wendy's eyes. She hurriedly stood up while pulling out the ticket again. "Please give this back to Mr. Jackman. My friend already has a ticket. Tell him I'm grateful and that I'll make it up to him however I can." But the man did not take it. Instead, he sneered and said, "Wendy Kinsley, when has Mr. Sean Jackman ever taken back something he's given? Everyone in Yartford
The middle-aged man spun around. Seeing who had tapped his shoulder, his scowl instantly melted into a fawning grin. "Mr. Zimmerman? You... You must be joking. I'd never dare summon you." Without warning, George, who had just appeared, slapped the man hard across the face. "You piece of trash! How dare you talk to Mr. Zeller like that?" Mr. Zeller?The man's mind went crazy as he started to panic. Did George really call this guy "Mr. Zeller"? No way! Felix was Wendy's friend, so his social status had to be so low that he would not even be fit to lick Sean's boots.But the evidence was right in front of him, and he did not dare doubt it. "Mr. Zimmerman, please forgive me. I had no idea." Another slap landed. George waved his hand dismissively. "Get out! You're not even worthy of apologizing to Mr. Zeller. Tell Sean Jackman about this. He'll know how to deal with it." "Yes, yes! I'm leaving right now!" Felix kept quiet. With George stepping in, Wendy was out of the woods.
Felix and George settled into the fourth row, gesturing to the staff to push their single-seater chairs together. Considering the high-profile attendees present, Felix could not help but feel curious about George's bold move. It was a clear statement to others about their close relationship. "Showing me this much love? What if my ties with Moonshadow Alliance aren't as close as you think?" Felix teased. George shrugged casually and said, "Come on. A friend is a friend, and having more friends means more opportunities. I'll prove myself through actions. If I ever need your help and you're able and willing, I won't hesitate to ask. If you can't, no hard feelings. Life's unpredictable, you know?" Felix nodded in agreement, a smile playing on his lips. Then, George continued, "The first three rows are off-limits to the younger crowd."George's explanation hinted at his own elevated position. In other words, the fourth row onward was where the younger generat
George keenly noticed the change in Felix's expression. He patted Felix's shoulder sympathetically and said, "Tough luck, Felix. Take my advice—you can't outbid Lady Nala." Felix furrowed his brow and asked, "Is it always about money at the Golden Prime Auction?"If it came down to cash, Nala might have the upper hand; someone with her status in Yartford would surely not be short on funds. Unless Gerald's assets were unfrozen for him, Felix was unsure if Leslie's Concord Bank's Supreme Black Card would suffice. George explained, "Not always. Most items go for cash, but some have weird requirements. You never know until the moment arrives." With concern evident in his voice, he added, "Felix, you're not seriously thinking of competing with Lady Nala, are you?" Felix could not help but chuckle. "What's wrong? Worried that I'll drag you into this?"To his surprise, George shook his head. "That's not it. It's all fair game in auctions. Besides, Lady Nala isn't petty enough to hold
George had murmured under his breath, which piqued Felix's interest. Indeed, for the first time, no one in the entire hall placed a counterbid, proving that George had not been exaggerating."30 million dollars," the electronically-altered voice from earlier announced. It was done to protect the identity of those in the private boxes. Knowing the drill, the auctioneer did not wait for another bid and immediately brought the hammer down. He declared, "Sold for 30 million dollars! Congratulations!" Even though Nala could have easily won with a casual bid of a few hundred thousand, she chose to pay a respectable amount. It spoke volumes about her wealth and integrity."Still think you have a shot at Item 18?" George persisted, trying to dissuade Felix from challenging Nala as he was unaware of just how crucial Moon's Tear was to him."We'll see. I think I know what Lady Nala is up to," Felix replied.George could not help but be curious and asked, "Oh? Care to share?"Felix expl