Chapter 90 I Have Money


    The box was directly given to Gwenda.


    All guests present were immediately in an uproar.


    "100 million dors is given to her? Just like that? Who''s his boss?"


    "Who is this Miss Evans? She''s quite pretty. Could it be that the gentleman''s boss wants to woo her?"


    "You don''t know her? She''s Cecilia''s manager. Her name is Gwenda Evans."


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    "I''m really curious about who bid for that ne. How could he just give it away like that? That''s 100


    million dors."


    All guests present were whispering among themselves.


    When Martin saw this, his face darkened once again and it felt like there was something lodged in his


    throat.


    Gretchen, who stood next to him, was no longer calm too. Her fists were clenched and she looked


    upset.


    "Who the f*ck''s so blind that he chose to gift such an expensive ne to her?!"


    Justina gritted her teeth in furious disbelief.


    Gretchen''s eyes shed when she heard that. Turning to look at Martin, she saw that he was staring at


    Gwenda with an indiscernible expression on his face. Her heart clenching, Gretchen said slowly,


    "Gwenda''s so charming, it''s natural that someone wishes to woo her."


    Justina snorted with disdain. "Her? Charming? I think she''s coquettish rather than charming!"


    Hearing that, Martin''s face darkened further as he nced at Justina before letting go of Gretchen''s


    hand. "I''m going outside for a bit."


    Gretchen froze. "Martin? Martin..."


    Justina was confused. "What''s wrong with Mr. Morel?"


    "I''ll go take a look."


    As she spoke, Gretchen went after Martin.


    With Gwenda, everyone was watching her as she deliberated over whether to ept the ne.


    Seeing this, Otto felt awkward as he reminded her in a low voice. "Miss Evans, this is boss'' token of


    regard. Please ept it."


    "Where is he?"


    Gwenda asked with a frown.


    Otto pressed his lips together as he did not intend to tell her.


    "Oh, Gwenda, just ept it."


    At this point, Hattie had already guessed who the gifter was and urged Gwenda to ept it.


    After a moment of impasse, Gwenda epted the ne in order to avoid making things awkward.


    "Thank you."


    "Well, if there''s nothing else, I''ll take my leave."


    Having finished his task, Otto turned to leave.


    Seeing this, Gwenda said to Hattie, "I need to do something. I''ll be back soon."


    With that, she tucked the ne away and followed Otto quietly.


    The auction carried on uninterrupted.


    Gwenda followed Otto to the second floor of the charity banquet hall and finally located Olivier in the


    lounge there.


    "We need to talk."


    She barged in.


    Otto was stunned.


    Sitting on the sofa, Olivier was dressed in a fine tailor-made suit, his legs crossed. There was an aura


    of nobility around him.


    Seeing Gwenda''s approach, he smiled and said to Otto, "Leave this room for now."


    Otto nodded and did just that.


    ...


    The door of the lounge closed with a thump.


    Olivier beckoned her. "Come."


    Gwenda went over and sat next to him. "Here, you can take this back."


    The "Heart of the Ocean" ne was ced on the coffee table.


    Seeing this, Olivier chuckled. "You don''t like it?"


    "It''s too expensive."


    100 million dors.


    She did not even think that she was worth spending that much for.


    Olivier picked up the ne and studied it for a while. Then, he spoke casually as if he was talking


    about the weather. "It''s just 100 million. Not that bad."


    The corners of Gwenda''s mouth twitched. "You''re terribly rich, aren''t you?"


    "Of course, so don''t refuse."


    Olivier was proud of himself. "Money is not an issue for me!"


    Gwenda was struck speechless.