Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 471

I really did not want to say a word to Lucas, so I simply pretended that I was mute.

After the auction ended, the string of pearls which had gone for millions ultimately ended up in my hands. They were beautiful and undoubtedly expensive.

As Lucas had spent so much money, he was inevitably called to the auction stage to explain why he was willing to spend millions on a string of pearls worth only hundreds of thousands.

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The host was probably the most curious. He casually asked Lucas, "Mr. Lucas, we noticed a beautiful lady sitting beside you earlier. May I ask if you spent such a fortune just to make her smile?"

Laughter and applause erupted from the audience. Lucas glanced in my direction, which made me uncomfortable. I turned my gaze to Idris instead, who was sitting not far away with a cold demeanor.

Lucas' voice came from the stage. "Well, it was indeed a lavish expenditure. It was all for the sake of winning her smile."

Applause and laughter filled the room once again. I did not like it at all and worried that Lucas would take advantage of this opportunity to blather on stage. I stood up and left the auction hall with everyone's eyes still on me.

As soon as I stepped outside, someone suddenly grabbed my wrist. Thinking Lucas was following me, I felt irritated and asked, "Are you done…"

However, when I saw Idris' familiar face, I froze. "You..."

"Come with me!" Before I could ask what was going on, he had already pulled me out of the auction building. His car was parked outside, and he pushed me inside.

We sped away.

Inside the car, I had not fully regained my senses just yet. I glanced at Idris, who was driving. "Idris, where are you taking me?"

He remained silent. His face was pale, and he was clearly in a bad mood.

Thinking about what had just happened at the auction, I bit my lip and refrained from asking further questions.

The sky had already darkened when we arrived at a newly developed residential area on the outskirts of the city. I had seen this neighborhood before when passing by. It was a newly built housing estate in the city center, likely recently completed and ready for occupancy.

Idris parked the car in the underground parking lot of the complex, turned off the engine, and got out of the car. Then, he opened my door.

He looked at me and said in a low and restrained voice, "Get out of the car."

I furrowed my brows slightly. "Why did you bring me here?"