Marrying The Supposed Gold Digger (Valerie) novel Chapter 766

"Mrs. Grant, if that's the case, then what about the situation on Vontois?" Charles asked.

"Don't worry about it. Everything is under control. Just prepare a few young newcomers for him. If he enjoys that sort of thing, let him have his fun! At that point, we can use him to our advantage. Matthew's return is just around the corner," Valerie exclaimed.

Upon hearing her plan, Charles was excited and immediately began arranging suitable candidates. In just a few days, the auction started, and there was good news from his side. The cruise was arranged with plenty of young newcomers, and it was only a matter of seeing if Owen could resist the temptation.

At the Kranson City dock, a luxurious cruise was already moored. Vehicles were directed to the designated parking area, and a red carpet extended from the parking lot to the dock, guiding everyone forward. The area was lined with colorful flags, security teams, and reporters from various media outlets.

Looking around, Owen saw that even celebrities and influencers were present, indicating that the auction on Vontois had attracted a significant crowd. An anticipatory excitement stirred within him. He was prepared for the auction, but more importantly, he was on the lookout for suitable individuals. Smiling, he confidently made his way forward.

The staff guided him forward, and soon a commotion erupted behind and around him. "Look, look! Isn't that Tyrell Wilkins?"

"Oh my gosh, so handsome and tall!"

"Tyrell!"

Owen turned his head at the commotion and saw a tall, tanned-skinned young man approaching from a distance. Accompanied by two staff members, the young man was dressed like a celebrity, and reporters were swarming to capture his presence. The flashbulbs popped continuously, and the sound of cameras clicking was relentless. Tyrell smiled brightly and waved at the crowd before continuing forward.

Owen narrowed his eyes, intrigued by Tyrell. The bodyguard beside him noticed and asked, "Mr. Anderson if you're interested, should we invite him over for a drink later?"

Owen didn't object but replied in a low voice, "Be mindful of appearances. We're on Vontois, surrounded by prominent figures. Don't make a scene."

"Rest assured, Mr. Anderson, we'll make sure nothing goes wrong," the bodyguard said.

Owen nodded and proceeded forward. After boarding the cruise and presenting his invitation, he was free to explore. The auction hadn't started yet, so he took a stroll around. By chance, he had just sat down when Tyrell walked in, now dressed in a white casual suit. The change caught Owen's eye; earlier, Tyrell had been in black, but now in white, he exuded a relaxed, sunny, and confident aura that made Owen's heart skip a beat.

Tyrell felt a gaze fixed on him and turned to see a middle-aged man raising his glass with a smile. Tyrell nodded slightly in acknowledgment. Someone beside him leaned in and whispered, "That's Mr. Anderson from Kranson City."