Chloe Reed’s lips drew into a tight line.
The road to filing for divorce was blocked again.
’How on earth was she supposed to divorce him!’
Chloe Reed’s head ached with frustration.
"..."
That afternoon, Iris Yates called.
"Tonight’s the auction, Chloe. Are you ready?"
Chloe Reed answered, "Yes, I’m all ready."
"I’ll come pick you up then," Iris said.
"Okay."
She got off work early and went straight to the auction house.
The venue was enormous, and many of the guests had already arrived. An auctioneer stood on the stage, and each guest held a promotional catalog.
Iris Yates held the catalog, looked at the sapphire earrings, and said, "The starting bid is three million, with increments of five hundred thousand. If there are no surprises, we should be able to get them for under eight million."
Chloe Reed also stared at the catalog, her gaze exceptionally determined.
Just then, a sudden commotion rippled through the crowd.
Puzzled, they turned to look, only to see Walker Grant walking in through the doorway. He wore a perfectly tailored black suit, his features handsome, and his every gesture radiated an air of dignified grace.
Sunny Reed clung to his arm, wearing a black evening gown, her smile poised and gentle.
"That pair of scumbags!"
Upon seeing them, Iris Yates cursed without holding back.
But Chloe Reed clutched the catalog tighter, a sense of foreboding washing over her.
’Why is he here?’
’And he brought Sunny Reed with him.’
Iris was still muttering curses. "Why are these scumbags everywhere? It’s like they’re haunting us."
Chloe Reed grabbed her hand, her voice strained. "Why would they come here?"
"Who the hell knows?" Iris shot back. "It’s like he’s afraid people don’t know he’s having an affair with that bitch, the way he parades her around everywhere."
Chloe Reed didn’t answer, her gaze fixed on Walker Grant with a complex mix of emotions.
As if sensing her gaze, he glanced in her direction, but his eyes met hers for only a second before he turned away.



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