He Gave Her My Eyes A Story of Final Sight novel Chapter 121

Theresia didn’t hesitate. Her expression turned icy as she slapped Lawrence, the sound echoing through the hall. Everyone stopped in their tracks, staring in disbelief.

Theresia’s team was thinking, Did she really just slap Lawrence in front of everyone?

Lawrence’s people were stunned too. Was he really just going to take that, right here in public?

Theresia’s gaze was cold, her brows drawn tight. “Lawrence, I already gave you a chance to save face. You’re the one who pushed it.”

Lawrence shot her a fierce look, his eyes locked on her, but even then, he couldn’t bring himself to do anything back.

When Theresia walked past, Lawrence’s team barely dared to breathe. A few seconds dragged by before Lawrence finally scowled and followed.

Across the street from the auction building, a Cullinan was parked at the curb. Warren was watching the doors. “Garry, Theresia’s coming out.”

Before Warren could even finish, Lawrence walked out too. Warren glanced into the rearview mirror, catching a glimpse of Garry’s face. He looked seriously jealous.

Trying to lighten the mood, Warren cleared his throat. “Lawrence came in person to bid. It was bound to happen, them running into each other.”

Silence. Garry didn’t say a word.

At the entrance, Theresia pulled up her car. Lawrence was already there, waiting. “Theresia, just name your price. What will it take to give me Kingsport?”

He watched her closely, searching her eyes for a hint of hope. But there was none. Theresia looked right at him, her face calm, her voice steady. “I’m not giving it to you. Don’t even think about it.”

Lawrence’s face tightened. He shoved his hand deeper into his pocket, the muscles in his jaw working as he stepped closer. He stood over her, tall and imposing, anger written all over his sharp features.

Warren didn’t dare hesitate. He climbed out right away. Garry got out too, slid into the driver’s seat, and shut the door with a heavy thud.

Warren barely had time to process what was happening before the Cullinan suddenly sped off.

On the other side, Lawrence was lost in his own storm of emotions when a roar of an engine snapped him back to reality. He turned just in time to see a car racing straight toward him.

Garry was behind the wheel, eyes locked on Lawrence through the windshield, foot pressing harder on the gas.

People nearby sucked in a sharp breath. Aaron shouted, “Lawrence, watch out!”

And right at that moment, as the car bore down on him, Lawrence’s courage gave out. Faced with real danger, he just couldn’t stand his ground.