?Chapter 902:


    Then, Katie’s lips twisted into a cold smile. The irony was delicious—Christina was here too, hoping to curry favor with Margot using the famous painting Feathers of the Divine.


    But Katie assumed she and her family had the upper hand. They’d unveil their painting—Eyes from Heaven—first, and when that happened, the whole room would go dead silent. Christina’s little surprise? Completely upstaged. After all, Eyes from Heaven was rarer and even more valuable than Feathers of the Divine.


    Katie could already picture it—Christina standing there, mocked and humiliated by Lorbridge’s elite. What a sight that would be. And with that satisfying thought anchoring her pride, she finally forced out the words.


    “I’m sorry. It was my fault—I apologize.”


    Robin immediately turned to Christina, his voice cold and sharp. “Well? Are you okay with that apology?”


    Christina gave a casual shrug. “Fine. I’ll take it.”


    Those four words hit like a p. The Dawsons’ and Ynda’s faces twisted in fury, their teeth clenched so tight that they could crack—but they said nothing. Christina had humiliated them in public, and in the face of their apology, she only grudgingly epted it. The nerve!


    “Since Miss Jones has epted your apology, scram—now. If you’re still within my sight in ten seconds, I’ll have you thrown out again.”


    As Robin’s words fell, the Dawsons’ faces darkened like thunderclouds. Every nerve screamed to stay and fight—but they didn’t dare. They turned stiffly and left, their steps so rushed that they nearly tripped over themselves.


    Robin watched them go with a smug little smile tugging at his lips. Then, like a kid who’d just done something good and sought praise, he turned to Christina, eyes sparkling with anticipation.


    “Well?” he said, puffing out his chest, lips curled into a proud pout. “You owe me, you know!”


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    Christina couldn’t helpughing. Her smile lit up her whole face, the warmth of it sinking straight into his chest. “Not bad, kiddo—impressive as always.”<fn7746> Newest update provided by fι?dnοvel</fn7746>


    Robin’s smile froze. Kiddo? Seriously? His lips ttened, one brow arched in displeasure. “I’m not some kiddo.”


    “Fine, fine—Robin is obviously the best,” she said with a teasing grin. “That was like the coolest thing ever.”


    Christina was waiting for the day Robin caught on that she was the good pal he’d befriended and clung to on that day in the casino. That day, disguised as a man…


    She hadn’t intended to form any connection with Robin after the card game, but he’d insisted. The look on his face when he found out the truth would be priceless.


    “That’s more like it!” Robin beamed with satisfaction. How odd—just a few words of praise from Christina, and he was grinning like an idiot.


    Still lost in his little moment, Robin barely noticed the mischief glittering in Christina’s eyes—until she jerked her chin at something behind him.


    When Robin turned around, Christina, piqued, her voice dancing with amusement, said, “Look. Your admirer is on her way.”


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