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After the Divorce: From Heartbreak to Heiress Boss novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65 On Purpose


"Have you seen how she smiles at these men, Sharon? She had that seductive look as if she's afraid others won't know how skilled she is at seducing people," mocked Maria, her voice dripping with disdain and jealousy.

"Miss Wilson is undeniably beautiful, and she does have the ability to drive people crazy. Let's just watch and refrain from making casual comments about others," replied Sharon softly and gently, without any aggression in her tone.

After saying that, she glanced at Quentin, observing whether he was looking at Leah again.

Quentin's expression carried a hint of indifference. However, as he observed the men's gaze on Leah, there was an inexplicable sense of dismay lurking in his heart.

He couldn't quite pinpoint the source of that feeling.

It was almost subconscious, a desire to shield Leah from the way others were leering at her.

"Quentin, what's going on with you today? It seems like you've been lost in thought the whole time." Sharon was wearing a smile on her face, but there was a hint of resentment in her eyes.

It seemed like every time she glanced over at Quentin, he was looking at Leah.

"What's going on in his mind? Could he be genuinely attracted to Leah?" she wondered.

Quentin regained his senses, his face calm and devoid of any discernible emotion, making it difficult for anyone to read his feelings.

"I'm just thinking about something minor."

He sounded nonchalant, so Sharon didn't press the matter further, and she quietly pressed her lips together, falling into silence.

Meanwhile, the bidding had reached a fever pitch.

The president of a company raised the price to 500 million dollars, which was already way beyond what most could afford.

From then on, no one else dared to bid further aside from that man.

"All right, 500 million dollars, the first time."

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