Climbing Up to The Top Summit novel Chapter 142

At this moment, the waiter's body quivered.

'There's no way that this woman is actually Mr.

Robbins', right? If so, this kept man...'

The thoughts he had were written all over his face. He almost couldn't hold them in.

Harvey wasn't in a hurry, anyway.

'Jake Surrey used his connections with the higher-ups of York Enterprise to get close to Mandy. The problem is, they won't do him any good either way.'

The moment the waiter arrived, Harvey said to him," Didn’t you say I can’t attend the auction without an invitation? Why are you here, asking me back? What kind of joke am I to you?"

The waiter was screaming on the inside.

'You wretched kept man! No, you disloyal cheater!

How dare you still try to show off? If it weren't for Mr. Robbins, you wouldn’t even have the qualifications to sweep the bathroom floors of the Mountain Top Villa!'

Alas, he dared not reveal these emotions. Instead, he said respectfully, "I beg your pardon, sir. I didn't know you were an important guest of Mr. Robbins'. Please forgive us for being so unperceptive.”

As he spoke, the waiter bent his hands down in anguish.

The two guards too stood still with their hands down. They could do nothing against it. Who knew that these two were Mr. Robbins' important guests? If they didn't escort them back, they might even lose their livelihoods.

At the entrance of the VIP lounge inside the Mountain Top Auction.

Dawson Robbins stood with a smile when he saw Harvey York and Yvonne Xavier walking towards him.

"You’re here."

Other company CEOs standing not far away saw this and were astonished. How did this shabby looking young man be regarded so highly by the president of Niumhi Commercial Bank, Dawson Robbins?

Dawson cared not about the looks from others, nor did he have any intention to introduce Mr. York to them. H e said quietly, "I understand you are a discreet man, M r. York, hence I did not greet you from the main entrance. The waiters from before did not know about your identity. Please forgive their rudeness."

Harvey York laughed. "Can't blame them. I’m too poor t o even buy new clothing."

"Hahaha. You always like to joke around, Mr. York." Dawson said, chuckling. "Well then, please come in. M y lounge has a nice spot where outsiders can't see. That way, nobody will be able to bother us." “Let Yvonne in the lounge. If there's something that I would like, she can just take pictures of them for me. A s for me, I’d like to go downstairs and have a look.” Harvey said after a thought.

Yvonne nodded curtly. She understood that Harvey York had his own arrangements, so she walked into the VIP lounge without further questions.

Harvey York, on the other hand, had to check in on Mandy Zimmer. He didn't want anybody to deceive this pure young lady.

Dawson laughed.

"That's right. She is the Lady of the Naiswells, Rosalie Naiswell.”

Dawson sighed heavily.

"On the surface, it seems like they run a regular antique business, but the truth is much deeper than this. For the Naiswells, cash and fixed assets are but a small portion of their property. Their rare and unique antiques are their family's true assets."

"And Miss Naiswell... she is a client that holds an

Amex Black Card."

Harvey York understood immediately. Anybody with a n Amex Black Card would need to have at least

billions of dollars worth of assets. This was not a feat anybody could achieve.

Who would have thought that this woman that was as cold as an arctic wind could be this rich?

"Miss Naiswell."

Dawson walked up to her while smiling.

"Ah, Mr. Robbins. It's been a while." Rosalie Naiswell was a cold woman, but even she understood Dawson Robbins wasn't a simple man. She gave out a rare smile.