Chapter 191
Natalie Watson made her entrance to a symphony of flashing cameras as reporters swarmed, their lenses fixed on her.
She wore a moon-white, form-fitting gown, its delicate fabric shimmering under the lights like flowing moonlight. A pair of small, exquisite diamond studs sparkled at her earlobes, their cool brilliance a perfect complement to her dress.
Natalie offered a smile that revealed perfectly straight, white teeth, putting everyone at ease. Yet, as she stood quietly on the auction stage, she radiated an aura of gentle but firm resolve.
“Good evening, everyone. Welcome to the joint auction hosted by The Thompson Group and Billy Firth p>
Her gaze swept over the audience and landed on Alexander Ramirez. He was seated in the front row, center, with Camila White beside him. On his other side sat Samuel Thompson.
Alexander’s expression was impassive, but Camila shot her a triumphant smirk.
Natalie’s eyes coolly passed over them as she began the auction for the first item. Alexander didn’t raise his paddle for any of the initial pieces. It seemed he was truly here for one thing only: the ‘Baby’s Breath’ tiara.
During the mid-auction intermission, Natalie stepped down from the stage to get a drink of water. She had just taken a sip from a glass in the guest refreshment area when a shadow fell over her.
She turned to find Alexander Ramirez standing beside her, his eyes lowered as if contemplating his choice of beverage.
Natalie said nothing, turning to leave as if he were a complete stranger.
“Is this how Billy Firth treats its buyers? You don’t even have basic manners, Ms. Watson?” Alexander asked, his focus still on the drinks, but his words were clearly meant for her.
She hadn’t intended to speak, assuming he wouldn’t bother with her either. She never expected him to call her out for being impolite.
“Mr. Ramirez, hello p>
Since he had accused her of being rude, Natalie greeted him with exaggerated politeness. After speaking, she prepared to walk away again.
“I believe I’m your biggest client today. Is that all you have to say, Ms. Watson?” Alexander turned to face her directly.
Natalie took a deep breath. He was right; in their current roles as buyer and organizer, he was indeed the most significant bidder at the event.
Clenching her jaw, she forced a professional smile. “Mr. Ramirez, what else can I help you with p>
Alexander stepped forward, closing the distance between them in an instant. This wasn’t a secluded corner; other guests were milling about, getting drinks.
Natalie’s brow furrowed, and she immediately stepped back. “It seems you don’t need anything. I have to prepare for the second half, so if you’ll excuse me p>
Seeing her looking so radiant, Alexander had felt an impulse to ask if she was feeling better after leaving the hospital, if her left hand had
healed properly. But her politene
detachment kindled a flicker of annoyance in him.
Was she that eager to escape? Had her feelings for him vanished so quickly? “Stop p>
Natalie had only taken two steps when Alexander’s cold voice cut through the air behind her.
She stopped, exasperated. What did he want? Camila White was here; wasn’t he afraid of his fiancée getting the wrong idea?
“Alex p>
As if on cue, Camila appeared, walking toward them. “There you are p>
As she passed Natalie, she shot her a sideways glance filled with contempt and disdain.
“Alex, did you know I was thirsty? Is that why you came over to get me a drink? Camila wrapped her arms around Alexander’s, bet tone a mix of pride and flirtation. Read full story at.net
She glanced at Natalie, hoping to see a flicker of disappointment or sadness on her face.
Alexander’s gaze remained fixed on Natalie.
Noticing this, a hint of jealousy crept
into Camila’s eyes, but she
maintained her gentle smile and
prompted him softly, “Alex
Ha
you picked something p>
With Camila present, Natalie figured Alexander would stop bothering her.
“The second half is about to start,” Natalie said. “Please excuse me p>
Without another glance at them, she turned and walked away.
She heard Alexander’s voice behind her. “Orange juice. Everything else is either a
soft drink or alcohol, which you can’t have p>
The orange juice was freshly squeezed; champagne and other beverages weren’t suitable for a pregnant woman.
“Alex, you’re so thoughtful,” Camila cooed.
Natalie didn’t have to look to know that Camila was leaning against him. She quickened her pace and soon disappeared into the crowd.
Moments later, the auction’s final, show-stopping piece was unveiled: the ‘Baby’s Breath’ tiara.