Chapter 5: No One Is Allowed to Talk to Her

Chapter 5

At 7:45 pm, Chloe Collins arrived at the auction hall.

She dressed casually, not much different from usual. Even so, her beautiful face still attracted countless gazes.

Heijii leaned in slightly and whispered in her ear, "Boss, there are at least thirty-five hungry wolves drooling over your beauty."

Chloe Collins was not in a good mood. Seeing the men approaching them, she said, "I'm going to the restroom. You deal with them."

"Huh? Boss..."

Before he could finish, the girl had already walked away.

As he turned his head, Heijii found himself face to face with the approaching men.

"Mr. Lowell, long time no see. Didn't expect to see you here." One of the bosses extended his hand with a smile.

Heijii smiled and shook his hand.

The other party quickly added, "By the way, which family's young miss is that girl who was with you earlier? You're a lucky man, Mr. Lowell, to have such a beautiful girlfriend."

Heijii smiled without saying anything, not knowing what to say.

He was used to being used by his boss as a scapegoat.

Following the principle that the more you say, the more you err, he didn't say much. He just smiled and nodded at whatever the other party said.

This scene was witnessed by Alexander Foster and his assistant, who had just arrived.

In fact, the two of them had entered right after Chloe Collins and happened to see this scene.

The assistant's eyes widened with shock.

He had thought it was a misunderstanding when he saw them earlier, but it turned out that Chloe Collins really had a boyfriend.

He glanced at his boss's expression and, as expected, there was no emotion.

His gaze was mysterious and deep, always difficult to read.

Within a few seconds, he had turned his attention elsewhere, chatting with the CEOs who had come over to greet him.

The assistant pushed up his glasses, not surprised by his boss's reaction.

After all, besides work, his boss's heart only had room for work. He wouldn't care about other people's personal matters.

They attended the auction tonight because there was news that Miles White had sent a unique perfume for auction.

His boss wanted to find Miles White through this perfume.

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After leaving the restroom, Chloe Collins went out to the terrace to kill time, waiting for the auction to begin.

As soon as she stepped out, she heard a somewhat sharp female voice—

"Cousin?!"

She turned her head slightly, her eyes cold.

Raine Nolan quickly approached with her exaggeratedly wide skirt, staring at Chloe Collins with wide eyes, "It's really you!"

As though she had discovered something astonishing, she turned back and shouted, "Mom, Dad, it's Cousin."

Chloe Collins had no intention of interacting with her and was already standing by the railing, enjoying the night view.

Rosalind Taylor and her husband approached and saw the girl's side profile, looking puzzled.

"Why is Chlo-Chlo here too?" Rosalind Taylor looked at her husband.

As always, Tristan Collins had a grim expression upon seeing Chloe Collins.

This time, it could be described as gloomy.

Raine bit her lip, "Dad, actually, this afternoon, mom and I saw Cousin being picked up by a strange man. She didn't go back to the Fosters' or the Collinses' last night. I'm afraid she went to live with someone else."

After she finished, she pursed her lips and secretly observed her stepfather's expression.

Seeing his face darken even more, she slightly hooked her lips up.

At this moment, a man appeared next to Chloe Collins, very close to her, talking to her about something.

Raine's eyes lit up, "It's that man!"

Rosalind Taylor sighed, "It seems that Chlo-Chlo was brought here by him. Otherwise, with an auction invitation this hard to come by, how could she, a young girl, get in?"

"Husband, I'm really worried about Chlo-Chlo. Ever since her mother passed away, she's become strange and doesn't listen to anyone. She has an air of arrogance about her. That would be fine, but now she's even mixed up with a man. If she goes on like this, she'll ruin herself."

Before she could finish, Tristan Collins' face grew even darker. His cold, hard gaze fell on Chloe Collins, then glanced at his wife and daughter.

"Neither of you is allowed to go over and talk to her. Pretend you don't know this person."

After giving the order, he walked away without giving Chloe Collins another glance.

Rosalind Taylor and her daughter exchanged glances, smirking at the direction of Chloe Collins.

"Mom, Cousin really isn't liked by dad, he's not even willing to bother with her matters."

Rosalind Taylor raised her eyelids, "That's why I told you to work hard and excel in every aspect, to make your dad happy. Who knows, he might even leave a portion of the inheritance to you in the future."

Raine, excited, "I'll bid on something nice later, and give it to dad as a gift. I'll use the prize money from the competition. I'll also let Cousin see just how far the gap between us really is!"

After all three had left, Chloe Collins' gaze finally slowly shifted to the figure in the corner, a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.