In the Lap of Luxury のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Benjamin's text was just as overbearing as the man himself. "What happened today was Celia's fault. She will apologize to you, but you have to apologize to Yvonne as well!"Grace was furious. "What a fucking asshat. Does he have shit in his head instead of a brain?" she cursed as she blocked his contact.Emily smirked at her. "Babe, you're going to the auction with Aaron tomorrow, right? I'll choose your outfit for you. Let me see your closet," she begged."No problem. Pick whatever you want," Grace said.As soon as she pushed open the closet door, Emily exclaimed, "Wow, this is huge! It's even bigger than our boutique in Pamore!"Grace's closet extended three floors below her room. It was filled with all sorts of jewelry and clothes from luxury brands.Aaron had renovated it especially for her when she came back. It had only been completed yesterday."I thought my closet was big enough. Yours takes the cake," Emily said, staring at all the colorful clothes.Grace took a dres

The staff at the auction moved quickly. During a short break, they brought the bracelet to Yvonne and stood there, waiting for her to write them a check.Before the auction, every attendee had to declare their respective companies. So if they backed out after winning a bid, the auction's organizer would sue their company.Yvonne signed the check with a trembling hand.A few rows behind her, Timothy looked amused. "Today is my lucky day. How rare to encounter a rich fool."The bracelet was only worth 300 thousand dollars at most. He had been scammed by the jeweler and bought it for 500 thousand dollars as a gift for his mother. But she hadn't liked it, so she made him sell it at the auction.Then again …His gaze landed on Grace, who had bid on the bracelet as well. She was beautiful. He knew how to appreciate good looks.Especially since she was also interesting.Timothy's curiosity was piqued."She looks familiar. Who's she?" he asked the president of HB Group, who was sitt

Grace clenched her fists tightly, trying to stop herself from hitting him.This was the man Aaron wanted her to marry—the playboy of the Donegan family, Timothy Donegan.If it had just been the arranged marriage, Grace wouldn't have been so angry. Her biggest problem with him was that he had been spreading rumors that she was ugly since he was five years old. In fact, he had sworn that he would never marry her.As if she wanted to marry him!If Donald hadn't been her father's mentor, she would have taught Timothy a lesson through violence.Timothy was still blathering on, oblivious to the change in Grace's attitude. He had no idea that she was the Grace Lewis he knew. "Can I get your contact number—"Before he could finish, Grace threw the handkerchief in his face. He grabbed it. When he looked up again, she had already walked far away.Timothy watched as she strode away, confused.What was wrong with her? Had he said something wrong? He stood there, damp handkerchief i

"Grace is going to Pamore?" Donald was visibly excited to hear that. "If she's going back, then should we talk about the arranged marriage between our two families?"Aaron wasn't as excited as Donald about this. "It will depend on the two of them. They're the ones getting married, after all."Donald understood what Aaron meant.He knew his son. Donald had had Timothy late in life, so he had spoiled him. Even though Timothy was a decent president for Donegan Enterprises, his personal life was a mess. From drinking to hooking up, he had accumulated some really bad habits. He was a far cry from the ideal son-in-law the Lewis family was looking for. Grace was the only daughter of the Lewis family, so naturally, they were all protective of her. Her brothers wouldn't allow her to marry a playboy like Timothy.Donald had met Grace before. She was pretty and kind. She would be a great daughter-in-law.It looked like he would have to send Timothy to Pamore as well and make sure tha

In the middle of the high street stood a five-story office building. The exterior of the building was entirely made of glass.Today was the re-opening day of Emily's boutique.It had been three years since she last designed anything. Now she was picking up where she left off.This time, her boutique was in a better location than it had been three years ago.The decor inside was unique, with bright lights shining over the carefully selected clothes and jewelry. Simple and elegant, it showcased the exquisite taste of the owners to all passersby.Back then, Grace's and Emily's shop, along with their unique outfit designs, had been all the rage amongst the socialites of Pamore. Many young women had coveted their styles.Even before the doors were opened, there was already a long queue outside. They were all rich ladies, waiting patiently outside with their reservation numbers.Emily had pulled Grace away from Amirate so she could help out with styling clients.They were busy all mo