Chapter 116: Mr. Cassius, Unreasonably Rich
Margaret was his mother.
His father passed away when he was ten, and it was Margaret who carefully raised him while handling the company’s issues.
Margaret had at tough.
He had vowed to give her a carefree, happy life.
As his wife, Gemma had done everything that met his expectations in the past.
So, he was pleased with her effons.
But last night, in the restaurant, Gemma had stood her ground, and Margaret had been relentless.
That was when he realized he might’ve been unfair to Gemma before.
She had every right to be angry.
When a woman gets angry, it’s up to the man to calm her down.
Sam from the legal department had also said that even though they had filed an appeal.
The situation wasn’t looking good.
If Gemma changed her mind, their chances of winning would increase, and they could restore their marriage.
But if Gemma refused to budge…
He clenched his fist at the thought.
Gemma had been by his side for so many years–always understanding, considerate, and gentle.
Other than her reluctance to be a full–time housewife, she was practically perfect.
He really didn’t want to lose her.
Moreover, he’d come to realize that his feelings for Gemma weren’t just about responsibility anymore–he genuinely had feelings for her.
Bringing her back.
It wasn’t just about her caring for Margaret and keeping the household in order.
It was about enjoying the little things-
Like eating her home–cooked meals and seeing her smile after a tiring day.
And Ali, who had been avoiding school and staying indoors, would likely be back to her cheerful, outgoing self if Gemma returned. So, getting a blood amber pendant might secure decades of peace and happiness for his family–definitely a good deal.
Suddenly…
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He felt someone slip their ann around his.
Mabel, her face flushed with embarrassment, shot him a flirtatious look from the corner of her eye.
“Max, you don’t need to buy that. You know I’m not the materialistic type.”
Her hand slid down slowly and gently took Marcus’s hand
“Even without the amber, I’d still be devoted to you.”
As she spoke, her voice dropped to an even softer, more bashful tone.
“Actually, I’d prefer if you bought me a wedding dress. That would mean so much more.
She had practically spelled it out for him.
Marcus should be planning their wedding by now.
But in the next moment…..
Her hand was brushed away.
“Public space, Mabel. Keep your distance, Marcus god, his voice tinged with displeasure.
Through the snake mask, Mabel couldn’t read his expression.
But she could clearly feel the coldness radiating from him.
She didn’t dare touch him again.
And the mention of the wedding dress was met with nothing but silence from Marcus.
Her anxiety grew…
She was afraid he might really fall for Gemma, that simple, country girl. If that happened, all her efforts would be for nothing.
Cedric, noticing the awkwardness, cleared his throat. “Our seats are in the fourth row. The private booths are already taken.”
Chapter 116: Mr. Cassius, treasonably Rich
He paused, then muttered to himself.
“I don’t get it. Why are the private booths so in demand today! What’s going on?”
Marcus nodded. “Blood siber is a rare gem, nuny was it for their collection. That’s normal.”
Cedric wasn’t convited.
Sure, blood amber was valuable, but those big shots had seen everything
If they wanted it, they could send an assist. No need for a private booth just to take a closer look
Actually, Mr. Gray knew more about the latest trends than he did.
He thought about asking his grandfather, but given to the old man had been acting mysterious Intely, staying up late on calls, he decided not to
disturb hum
The muction was about to start when a group arrived, slightly late.
At the front were two women, one tall, one shorter.
The tall woman dressed in a red gown, had an icy expression. The light reflected off her figure, making her look stunning.
Her long black hair was held up with a bairpin, and pearl earrings highlighed her delicate neck
Combined with her seductive fox mask, she looked flawless.
Moreover..
Red is an eye–catching color.
The red dress drew everyone’s attention immediately.
In comparison, the shorter woman in the simple white gown didn’t stand our much
Even though Gemma couldn’t see their faces, she could tell both women were beautiful just by their figures.
She couldn’t help but glance at them.
Shawn, however, took one quick look and then quickly turned away, uninterested,
Noah briefly glanced at the red–dressed beauty, then returned to playing with his string.
But Cassius.. he didn’t move at all, seeming totally unaffected.
When the red–dressed woman took her seat, Gemma reluctantly pulled her gaze away.
The auction began in earnest
The first item was a set of South Sea pearl jewelry.
It was crafted with top–quality South Sea gold pearls, with the necklace featuring a particularly flawless piece.
Gemma had seen fine jewelry before, but she’d never seen such a grand display
She couldn’t even imagine what the upcoming items would be like!
It was definitely worth attending.
Mabel seeing the pearls, eagerly tugged at Marcus’s sleeve.
“Max. I don’t like the blood amber that much. If you really want to buy me a gift, these pearls would do.”
Marcus glanced at the display case beside the auctioneer before turning his attention back. “Then go ahead and bid
Mabel’s eyes lit up.
The opening bid was a million, with increments of 100,000.
Marcus was being generous with her.
As the saying goes, where a man’s heart is that’s where his money goes.
She’d been worrying over nothing.
If Gemma didn’t show him respect, why would Marcas still be interested in her!
“One million one hundred thousand
Mabel confidently raised her bidding paddle
“Three million”
A deep male voice rang out across the lull.
Everyone froze.
Who was this big spender!
Sure, the pearls were nice, but they weren’t worth that much.
Chapter 116: Mr. Cassius, Unreasonably Rich
Unfortunately..
The penon making the bid was seated in the first row. facing only the back of their head. No one could tell who they were. Gemma was stunned. She almost instinctively reached out to grab Cassio’s Arm
Did the big shots really spend money like this!
That wasn’t just three dollars that was three million!
Noah, still cheering him on capped his hands excitedly,
“Gemma’s been staring at them. She definitely likes them.”
Genua was
“Mel” she asked, pointing at herself.
Cassius nodded, his tone casual. “If you like these little trinkets, take them”
Gemma was in shock.
“No way, I can’t accept that I didn’t do anything to deserve it”
Trae, she had eamed a decent amount for Noah’s consultation, but the ades of giving Cassius something close to that value….
She felt her bank card cry.
Chapter 117: Mr. Cassius Poisoned Spit Blood
Chapter 117: Mr. Cassius Poisoned, Spit Blood
