She had a deep appreciation for traditional jade artifacts. In her past life, she had amassed a decent collection of jade pieces and jewelry-some bought by her parents, some she had found herself, and some given to her by Bet.
But all of those pieces were at the Jones family home, and she likely wouldn''t be able to get them back.
"I''ll pick you up at your apartment at seven tonight," Bet said with a smile, knowing she would be interested.
After the call ended, Yvonne finished tying her hair and began squeezing toothpaste onto her brush.
After washing up, she went to the kitchen and made a simple bowl of noodles.
She spent the afternoon at home, binge-watching shows and reading the script.
At six o''clock, she started doing her makeup and changing her clothes, heading downstairs precisely at seven.
Bet''s ck Mercedes-Benz was already parked in front of her apartment building.
Yvonne walked over, opened the passenger door, and got in.
Bet leaned over naturally to help her with her seatbelt. Their bodies were close again, but this time Yvonne didn''t let her imagination run wild, waiting for him to finish and return to his seat.
However, after the seatbelt was fastened, Bet remained in the same position, half-embracing her. He looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and the next moment, he leaned in and kissed her lips.
The kiss was so sudden that Yvonne waspletely unprepared. She stared at him with wide, beautiful eyes, shocked and flustered.
The kiss didn''tst long. He pulled back, returned to the driver''s seat, and casually brushed a finger over his lips.
"Sweet," he said, smiling at her.
Flustered by the kiss, Yvonne''s face turned bright red. She turned her head to look out the window, ignoring him.
Bet chuckled softly and started the car.
The private auction was held at a
private estate. The owner of the estate was a prominent figure in Istra, known for his love of collecting antiques. He asionally hosted these private auctions at his estate, which not only turned a profit but also helped expand hiswork-a clever, twofold business strategy.
Because it was a private auction, the number of invited guests was limited, but nearly all of them were from high society.
Bet''s seats were, of course, in the VIP section at the front. A staff member brought them their bidding paddle and served them coffee and juice.
"See if there''s anything you like. Let me know if you find something," Bet said, handing Yvonne the auction catalog, which listed all the items for sale that day. Yvonne flipped through it casually and asked, "Is Mr. Bet Thompson paying?"
"Who else?" Bet replied with a slight, amused smile.
Yvonne lowered her head to look through the catalog, not noticing that Ynda had also just entered the auction hall. She was with Mrs. Walker and both mother and daughter were dressed in a way that was rtively understated yet undeniably elegant.
Since Bet and Yvonne were seated in the highly visible VIP section, Ynda spotted them immediately.
Yvonne was wearing a little ck Givenchy dress, essorized with a pearl and diamond ne, and was looking down at the catalog.
Bet sat beside her, dressed in a more casual suit that gave him the refined air of
a wealthy heir. He leaned close to Yvonne, seemingly talking to her about
something, their posture natural and intimate.
Yvonne was young and charming, with a versatile look that made her appear perfectly matched with Bet as they sat together.
The items at the private auction were all carefully selected. Yvonne took a liking to a jade Pixiu figurine a pair of Hetian jade bangles, and a pair of jade gourd earrings with diamonds that were also nice, though not a must-have.
Yvonne pointed out the pieces she liked to Bet.
After looking, he praised her, "You have good taste."
Yvonne smiled. As she looked up, she finally saw the Walker mother-daughter duo
walking in from the entrance and taking seats diagonally behind them.