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    Robin frowned at both of them. “Stay out of it. It’s none of your business.”


    “I’m just stating the truth. If Christina wants, there’s no issue giving her as many properties as she desires,” Chloe snapped back.


    “Who says I can’t do the same for her?” Robin retorted. He then turned to Christina, shing a confident smile. “Do you fancy a penthouse or a mansion? Tell me the count, and they’re yours.”


    His gleeful energy made Christina grin. She weighed her options and went with his offer. “I won’t be in Kitaso permanently, so owning homes there would be unnecessary. I’ll leave right after the auction. Crashing at your ce for a while is enough.”


    Robin caught Dn’s eye and shed a victorious smirk, visibly thrilled.


    Dn’s re at Robin grew colder by the second, his jaw visibly tightening. At first, he hadn’t nned on attending the auction at all. But the moment he heard Robin was going, he cleared his entire schedule and decided to tag along.


    “Christina, what are you trying to bid on?” Robin asked casually. “If you’re short on cash, I can cover it.”


    Christina answered, deliberately leaving out her interest in the famous painting, “I’m just looking around. If I see an antique I like, I might ce a bid—just for my collection.”


    Robin took her words at face value, nodding sincerely. “Didn’t know you were into antiques.”


    “Just kind of interested in them,” she replied simply, giving nothing away.


    Dn didn’t say a word, simply standing there silently, watching Christina with narrowed eyes, trying to read between the lines. Her insistence oning to the auction clearly meant there was something she had her eye on. If she started bidding and her funds ran low, he’d quietly step in.


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    After all, in an auction like this, failing to pay up wasn’t just embarrassing—it couldnd someone in serious trouble.


    Meanwhile, at the Dawson estate, Ynda called sweetly as she walked into the living room, “Brendon.”


    Brendon, lost in thought, didn’t hear her. He was still obsessed with figuring out who the man in Christina’s vi was. That mystery was eating at him.


    Ynda’s smile stiffened as she stood there,pletely ignored. Her hands curled into tight fists. Who the hell was he thinking about so deeply? Could it be that wretched Christina? Just the thought sent a hot wave of anger surging through her chest. That woman again.


    Her jaw clenched, but she quickly stered on a bright smile and strutted over.


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    Brendon felt her presence and instinctively wanted to push her away.


    But then something in her voice stopped him. “Brendon, what are you thinking about?”


    He blinked, finally snapping out of it. He resisted the urge to push her off and forced a smile. “Nothing. Just zoned out. What brings you here?”


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