Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet novel Chapter 856

Chapter 856 Hope you Like it

Felix didn't tell Irvin about the Celestial Book because there was so much involved.

He also didn't know that Rosefinch Club and Dragon Club had a big fight four and a half years ago because of this.

So, when Felix, never a fan of such occasions, showed up, he laughed and joked, "Felix, what brings you to the auction? You used to stay home and never go anywhere. You've been a different person since you got a girlfriend!

But there are some good things here today. I heard that several pieces of jewelry are newly unearthed, and is once worn by the empress of the European royal family. They must be very expensive. You can have a look."

Felix looked at him and said coldly, "I'm not interested in that."

Irvin immediately showed a look of disappointment. "Well, what I was saying was..."

"I'm not interested either." Queeny answered immediately.

Irvin was at a loss for words.

He shook his head and pointed at Queeny. "How can you be so stupid? As a woman, if you are not interested in jewelry and antiques, what else can you be interested in?

Remember, don't feel bad for Felix or save him money. As the saying goes, if you don't spend a man's money, another woman will spend it for him. So don't be such an idiot. Watch out for some other woman who swindles Felix out of all his money, and you won't get any."

Hearing this, Queeny could not help laughing.

She laughed and said, "Irvin, you may be mistaken. And by no interest, I mean not in jewelry or diamonds, but in things worn by dead people."

Irvin took a moment to realize it.

It was true that today's auction was full of dead people's stuff.

He grinned. "Then I must have misunderstood you. You're right. There's no way something that's been worn by a dead man can be precious. We prefer the new one."

Queeny did not answer him. Irvin then turned to the other side to talk to Martha.

She sat there quietly for some time when she suddenly felt a gentle poke in the arm.

She turned to see Felix tilt his head slightly and whisper, "That's what I was saying. Whatever a dead man wears, however valuable, bears a whiff of blemish. If I were to give it to you, it would be a new one. It's made of the same material. Could it be inferior to the ones dug out of the ground?"

Queeny glanced sideways at him and said nothing.

In her eyes, however, there was a hint of half-smile.

Felix was a little stifled by her glance.

Whether it was his own delusion or not, he felt that the way she had looked at him seemed to be seducing him.

Queeny calmly turned her head and said, "Don't take that crap from Irvin."

How could a noble man become so glib?

To give it to her? Who said she wanted it?

In spite of her complaint, her heart was as sweet as honey.

Queeny had always thought she was not a person who cared about such things. After all, she was not quite like other women.

But now she did not know why she was pleased to hear men say such things to her, with their ingratiating manner and tone.

She closed her eyes and sighed helplessly to herself.