?Chapter 139:

    Lise’s eyes betrayed a hint of unmistakable panic. She wasn’t sure if Katelyn’s ims were true or not—it was, after all, a matter of chance.

    But what if they were true?

    She couldn’t allow this uncertainty to ruin her life forever. With a sigh, Lise spoke as though she was still looking out for Katelyn’s best interests.

    “Katelyn, why do you have to act so childishly? Why do you impulsively hurt those who love you most? Do you think that benefits you? Truly loving someone means letting them have what they want. Don’t you agree?”

    Katelyn nearlyughed out loud, her gaze as sharp as a knife.

    “Really? So I should just step aside and give my blessing when my husband cheats on me, because that’s what he really wants?”

    The world held many truths, but Lise’s words just then weren’t among them.

    If Katelyn were to break up with Neil amicably while he kept pestering her, that would be her fault.

    Yet, Neil had betrayed her first, and Lise had antagonized her. The two of them had ganged up on her.

    Katelyn had no choice but to fight back, yet Lise used her of being childish and impulsive. Wasn’t that the world’s biggest joke?

    Even Vincent couldn’t help but give a sideways nce, his tone tinged with sarcasm.

    “Mr. Wheeler, Miss Bailey, you two really are a perfect pair.”

    They were both disgusting and despicable, using the same pathetic tricks. They were indeed a perfect match. Vincent’s tone was casual, but his words cut deep.

    The irony in his statement was evident to everyone there. Neil squinted, masking his boiling anger and disdain. In the past, he and Vincent had been merely businesspetitors, but now they were sworn enemies.

    Without Vincent’s interference, Katelyn might not have had such a swift change of heart.

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    Things hadn’t gone as Neil had nned, and he med it all on Vincent.

    Lise’s smile was on the verge of faltering, and she struggled to maintain it.

    The atmosphere between the four people was tit for tat, indeed.

    Should things worsen, Katelyn would be the one most affected.

    Vincent nced toward the main hall, then turned to Katelyn and said softly, “The auction is about to start. Let’s go take our seats.”

    Katelyn agreed and proceeded alongside Vincent.

    She didn’t even bother looking at Neil as she walked past him.

    They say there wille a day when someone you once loved deeply disgusts you, and for Katelyn, that day had alreadye.

    As she walked away, she felt Neil’s intense stare on her.

    Her back was straight, and she didn’t care about it at all.

    Lise gritted her teeth to keep herself together and nudged Neil,

    “Let’s go take our seats as well.”

    The event was packed today. The crowd wasn’t just filled with celebrities, but also numerous reporters capturing every moment.

    Being seen at such a charitable auction would only boost their public image.

    Typically, everyone yed their part in such settings, an unspoken rule of adult interactions. Neil realized he had acted too rashly.

    He took a deep breath, downed his ss of wine, and followed suit.

    Guests’ seats were designated on their invitations. Katelyn’s and Vincent’s seats were in the third row, offering an excellent view.

    Neil was sitting in the same row with them.

    There was only an aisle between them.

    Katelyn’s attention was fixed on the stage; it was now half past seven.

    Guests had started to settle down, and the host burst onto the stage, full of energy.

    “Wee to tonight’s charity auction. Tonight’s highlight, the Star jewel, has drawn many of you here. It’s a privilege to join you tonight to celebrate the allure of exquisite craftsmanship.”

    As he finished his introduction, a box draped in ck cloth was slowly wheeled onto the stage.

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