Chapter 57 The Auction.
Lauren didn’t want to indulge the driver. She turned around and walked straight back into the villa without a second glance.
Now it was the driver’s turn to panic.
Mr. David and Madam Alice had explicitly instructed me to make sure that Lauren made it to the auction.
He hadn’t expected that just a little attitude from him would make that little brat dare to give him the cold shoulder and
refuse to go.
The driver quickly got out of the car and chased after her into the mansion. He dropped his former arrogance and put on a pleading smile,
“Ms. Bennett, what are you doing? Mr. David and Madam Alice are waiting for you at the auction. If you don’t hurry, you’ll
miss it!”
Lauren sat calmly on the sofa and poured herself a cup of tea. She sipped it leisurely, not even looking at the driver.
The driver was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He tried every sweet word he could think of, almost falling to his knees.
Only then did Lauren finally look up. “As a driver, you should know your position. Don’t stick your neck out for things that don’t concern you”
“Yes, yes… The driver nodded repeatedly, even though he was seething inside.
“Ms. Bennett, it’s all my fault. Please, let’s go quickly.”
Lauren continued to slowly sip her tea. It was already 8.00 p.m., and the auction had begun.
The driver was sweating profusely and regretted his earlier behavior.
After another half hour, Lauren finally put down her teacup. “Let’s go.
The driver felt like he’d been granted amnesty. He rushed to the car and opened the back door for Lauren “Ms. Bennett, please get in
Only then did Lauren get into the car, satisfied.
Meanwhile, the auction was already half over.
The Bennett family of four sat in the VIP section.
David’s face grew darker by the minute. “The auction has been going on for so long. Where is that ungrateful brat, Lauren?”
Alice was also worried. “David, do you have Laurie’s number? Call her and ask her where she is.”
“Why should I have her number? Don’t you?” David snapped.
“If I had it, I would have called her by now!” Alice stamped her foot in frustration. “This child, how can she be so Irresponsible! Didn’t we tell her how important tonight’s event is?”
David gritted his teeth. “In my opinion, that brat is doing this on purpose”
Elliot, who had been silently frowning, pulled out his cell phone. “I’ll call the driver at home.”
The call was quickly connected, and he barked into the phone, “Why isn’t Lauren here yet?”
“Mr. Elliot, we just left the house,” the driver’s voice came through, sounding helpless.
Elliot’s anger flared up. “What do you mean you just left? Didn’t I tell you that the auction starts at 8 o’clock? It’s already 8:30, and you’re telling me you just lef?”
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before the auction ends, he snapped before hanging up.
Finished
Willow, who had been silent the whole time, was completely focused on the Brooker family Bossman from Balewood.
She had only heard rumors about him that he was unstable due to certain… shortcomings, that he was ruthless and sadistic, with a penchant for torturing women.
In her imagination, the Brooker family Bossman should have been a menacing figure. But to her surprise, he was strikingly handsome.
His face was like a masterpiece, with deep contours and smooth lines that exuded nobility.
She couldn’t take her eyes off him, feeling that the rumors might not be true.
At that moment, she suddenly didn’t want Lauren to marry him anymore.
Lauren was just an unloved little brat. She deserved to be trampled on, not to marry into a prestigious family and have a more handsome man than her own fance, Kenneth.
Especially since this man was not only handsome but also had impeccable taste.
de suit he was wearing
Her gaze drifted down and landed on the custom–made
Forget the fabric and the tailoring. The embroidered red peony on the chest of the suit was the finishing touch that elevated. it beyond “high–end custom” to something even more extraordinary.
Could a man with such refined taste really be as terrible as the rumors suggested?
Willow had her doubts.
If the Bossman was really as bad as the rumors said, I would be happy to see Lauren marry him.
But if the rumors were false, wouldn’t that mean that Lauren was getting an incredible deal?
No, I couldn’t just sit back and let that happen.
With this thought, Willow picked up her phone and sent a message to the driver.
After reading it, the driver glanced at Lauren through the rearview mirror. She was leaning back in her seat, eyes closed, seemingly resting.
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