Chapter 818:
“Alright,” Christina replied with a nod.
They both climbed into the waiting car. Soon, the vehicle eased into motion and rolled off at a steady pace.
By the time Dylan glanced back toward the restaurant’s entrance, Christina and Davina had already gone.
“Shall we head back, too?” Ralphy asked.
“Okay,” Dylan replied.
After they left, a white sedan parked in a more discreet corner slowly lowered its window.
Terrence took a long drag from his cigar, a faint smirk playing at his lips as he exhaled smoke in lazy rings. His deep blue eyes, sharp and glinting, narrowed slightly as he surveyed the two cars driving away.
“Kitaso’s really buzzing these days. How fascinating,” Terrence muttered to himself before instructing his driver to get going.
The window slid back up, gradually hiding his striking yet slightly roguish face from view.
The next day, the parking lot near the venue holding the auction gleamed with luxury vehicles, making it clear that only the affluent had shown up for such a grand event.
“Let’s head inside first,” Christina suggested to Davina.
Robin had been held up with something, so Christina and Davina arrived ahead of him.
As they walked toward the main entrance, Davina tilted her head slightly and whispered, “Isn’t that Brendon and his group up ahead?”
Only then did Christina spot them, her brows knitting just a touch. What were they doing at this auction? Could it really be a coincidence?
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“Christina, if they catch wind of what you’re planning to bid on, they’ll definitely try to mess with your game,” Davina whispered, her eyes narrowed.
A confident smile curled at the corners of Christina’s lips, radiating effortless poise. “You really think their pockets can outmatch mine?”
“Of course not,” Davina replied, “but if they start interfering and drive up the price, it’ll be a real headache.”
“No worries. I know how to deal with them,” Christina said coolly.
“Okay,” Davina replied with a calm smile. Somehow, she always had this blind faith in Christina.
The two deliberately slowed their steps, keeping a bit of distance and hoping they wouldn’t get spotted by Brendon and his group.
But Yolanda happened to glance back and noticed them right away. “Christina!” she called out without hesitation.
Her voice made the rest of her group turn their heads at once.
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