DRAMA NOVEL ONLINE Chapter 71
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Chapter 71 Why Is He at the Auction?
Renee quickly explained, “I didn’t know about this, I’m sorry for causing you trouble.”
“I was used to being followed by paparazzi, but what about you, do you need help?”
Owen saw the woman across from him looking shocked, with guilt towards him in her eyes. It seemed she really didn’t know.
This divorced couple was quite interesting.
Renee answered helplessly, “Not for now, thank you.”
She lowered her eyelids, shielding her embarrassment. Quincy had actually sent someone to follow her!
Moreover, being exposed in public was really unpleasant. She desperately tried to hide her relationship with Quincy over the past two years, not wanting others to know and mock her for being kicked out.
What did this mean, Quincy?
“Let’s go, I’ll help you shake off the people outside.”
Owen didn’t ask much either.
Renee followed him out of the restaurant through the outside door. On the other side of the corridor, someone secretly captured this scene and sent the photo to Lisa: “Lisa, isn’t this the little bitch who stole Mr. Patel from you? She’s actually having dinner with the president of DK Jewelry!”
When Lisa received the photo, her red lips were cold and aloof.
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The opportunity came.
Lisa was actually at Le Classique, inviting the main characters of the dinner to eat.
Of course, she didn’t have a membership, all these were paid for by Quincy.
Her relationship with Quincy used to be okay, he would help with these little things. But ever since that little bitch Renee quit and then came back, everything has changed.
“Lisa, Mr. Patel was really good to you, he was willing to entertain guests in such an expensive restaurant.”
“Yeah, what’s Lisa’s status? She’s going to be Mrs. Patel in the future. Mr. Patel will definitely come to the charity dinner tonight, right? I’m really envious of you.”
Lisa accepted everyone’s flattery and envious glances with a smile, feeling quite elated.
If Renee had disappeared, then there would have been nothing to stop her
anymore.
She went to the bathroom and sent the photo to Quincy: “This is a photo taken by a media friend of mine, which I intercepted in advance. I think this must be a misunderstanding. You should know about Renee having dinner with the president of DK Jewelry at Le Classique.”
Over here, the private lounge of the auction.
Quincy received the photo, he glanced down at the man and woman walking side by side in the picture. She was looking up, saying something, with a smile on her face.
The man’s face turned dark instantly, and the temperature around him dropped rapidly.
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He dialed the string of numbers directly. After a few rings, Renee’s voice came through, “Hello.”
Renee followed Owen through the private passage, going directly to the lounge.
She had just sat down when she received a call from Quincy. Thinking about being followed and watched by the bodyguard earlier, she felt a wave of annoyance deep within her.
Did you come to question yourself because you knew she was out for dinner with Owen?
Why did he deserve that?
His indifferent voice came from the other end of the phone: “Where are you?”
“Outside.”
“Who were you with?”
Quincy frowned, “Renee, I’m giving you a chance to confess voluntarily.”
His tone still carried an interrogative note, a hint of mockery flashed in Renee’s eyes: “Who I am with, does it concern you?”
After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone, looked up at Owen, her expression becoming somewhat unnatural.
‘Ms. Braun, may I ask, what was your relationship with Mr. Patel?”
Renee quickly responded, “I have nothing to do with him now.”
The man across laughed, “Ms. Braun, I truly believe you are quite talented. If you ever decide you don’t want to stay with Quincy, you could consider switching to DK Jewelry.”
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“Thank you, Mr. Morton, I will consider it carefully.”
Renee flashed a smile, her palm tightly clutching her phone, her emotions a bit chaotic. She didn’t understand why the scoundrel had people watching her, and then came to question her, wondering what he was trying to pull.
Was there a problem?
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Half an hour later, the auction began.
Renee went to the scene with Owen, and they even ran into an acquaintance on the way. The person enthusiastically said, “Mr. Morton, you’ve changed girls again, huh? She doesn’t seem quite your usual type.”
“Don’t joke around, this is the designer I invited. Don’t offend him.”
Owen explained it to her in one sentence, and Renee breathed a slight sigh of relief. It seemed that this Mr. Morton had quite a rich private life.
The two of them sat down together, the man beside them whispered, “Don’t take to heart what they just said.”
“No.”
Renee flashed a polite yet awkward smile, after all, it wasn’t her business.
The auction was about to begin when a dark–skinned man walked in through the main entrance. He headed straight for the VIP seats, a chill emanating from his brow. Those who wanted to greet him all promptly shut their mouths.
The moment Quincy walked in, Renee saw him.
Her eyelid twitched, had that scoundrel actually followed her to the auction?
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Renee subconsciously shrank her neck, wanting to hide, but it was
already too late. Morris over there bent down and said something to Quincy, after which Quincy looked up, his gaze dark.
In an instant, her breath hitched slightly.
Muttering under his breath, the assistant of the scoundrel had too good of
an eye.
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