Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 928

The Auction.

It was a gathering of wealthy elites and high society figures.

The items up for bid were priceless.

And the multi-layered security was incredibly strict.

Shanley and Juniper were seated in the front-row VIP section.

"What would you two care to drink?"

A waiter asked respectfully, holding a serving tray. "Red wine or coffee?"

"Swap my fiancée's drink for a mango juice, please. She doesn't touch alcohol."

Shanley replied smoothly with a brief glance.

Fiancée?

The waiter looked at the girl beside him in astonishment. Was this the future lady of Borealia?

Her aura truly was exceptional.

"Right away."

The waiter nodded, then asked, "And for you, Mr. Schwartz?"

"Me?"

Shanley thought for a few seconds before slowly saying, "Plain water."

Plain water?

At an event like this, people usually drank red wine, coffee, or perhaps juice.

It was the first time someone had ordered plain water.

"You're not driving. Why aren't you having wine?"

Juniper looked at him weirdly, her lazy voice drifting over.

She remembered him actually being quite fond of red wine.

"Mhm."

Shanley grasped her hand, his eyes overflowing with adoration as he spoke in a low voice, "I need to maintain a healthy diet from now on. I have to control my intake of these things."

Especially alcohol and carbonated drinks—he had to avoid them as much as possible.

"???"

Juniper was completely lost in the clouds, utterly confused by his sudden crazy talk.

Just then.

From the side aisle, a commotion broke out.

"It's her."

Juniper noted, looking over. She saw a woman in a vintage red gown and three-inch heels.

Her hair was styled exquisitely, with a piece of black veil draped over her forehead, obscuring half her face.

After sitting down, Coralie instinctively glanced sideways, finding the man nearby looked familiar.

It was the man from the bar last night.

Looking closer...

Wasn't that the overlord of Borealia, the CEO of the Schwartz Group, Shanley Schwartz?

He was at this auction too?

He certainly lived up to his elegant reputation, blessed with exceptional good looks.

So the girl next to him must be the fiancée he had publicly announced recently?

Coralie set down her bag, crossed her long, slender legs, and leaned back elegantly, turning her gaze toward his fiancée.

She wanted to see exactly what kind of girl could conquer a devil like Shanley Schwartz.

The girl wore a black baseball cap, slouching lazily in her seat with a glass of juice in her hands.

Unfortunately, Coralie couldn't see her face clearly, only getting the vague impression of a very young beauty.

Her interest piqued, Coralie was just about to look up information about her when a bank manager suddenly came over to greet her.

"Ms. Quill, long time no see."

Coralie turned to make small talk, completely forgetting her previous train of thought.

After a brief chat, the auction officially began.