Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee

Chapter 183

Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee Chapter 183

Chapter 183 He Will Not Leave Me Alone

At eight o’clock, the bell rang, marking the official start of the main event at the exhibition.

The lights in the main hall were dazzling, as the speaker held the microphone and explained the auction process to the guests.

“Today’s exhibition embodies the dreamy minimalist design concept of a renowned New York designer, showcasing a luxurious artistic style.

Today’s exhibits will be auctioned off, and all guests are welcome to enjoy and appreciate them to their heart’s content.”

On the glass display platform, the most exhibited items are the haute couture jewelry from the organizer’s brand. Each piece is dazzling and eye-catching, radiating brilliant colors and sparkling

light.

In addition, there are other small organizer exhibits, all of which are quite impressive and

noteworthy.

Everyone brought out their most treasured items – exquisite and high-quality pure green emerald, ancient calligraphy and paintings from ancient cities, and incredibly intricate limited edition priest wooden carvings crafted by master artisans.

This is not just an auction, but also an opportunity for collaboration.

Among the guests present, there were no shortage of business tycoons. When they saw an item they fancied, they could bid on it, and afterwards, they would have the opportunity to collaborate with

the organizer on a priority basis.

Ryker joyfully walked into the venue with Aylin, “Aylin, all it takes is one glance, and I’ll know what you like!”

Behind them, the other guests filed in one after another.

The waiter led Aylin to her seat, where the table and chairs were covered with white cloth featuring

intricate embroidery, exuding elegance and simplicity without losing a touch of luxury.

The waiter chose the perfect spot for them, neither too noisy nor too secluded. When the two of them sat down, the seats nearby were still empty.

Unfortunately, Ryker’s wish was not fulfilled.

Just as he sat down, he received a message from the organizer. Aylin watched as the previously enthusiastic man who acted like a big dog suddenly had his ears droop down.

“What’s wrong?”

“The organizer asked me to save the show.” Originally, Sally was supposed to be one of the models

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today, but after being kicked out, she had no choice but to ask Ryker to step in and save the

situation.

Aylin laughs, “It’s alright, work is important. You go ahead.”

After Ryker left, the surrounding seats gradually filled up one by one. However, the two seats around Aylin remained empty.

The number of people attending the banquet was determined in advance by the organizer. To her

left was Ryker’s seat, which was only vacant because he had left to save the day.

I don’t know who it is on the right side.

Just as I was thinking, suddenly, the light on my right flickered, blocked by a figure.

Aylin looked up and met the man’s deep gaze.

Gavyn wore a well-tailored custom suit that accentuated his figure. His side profile was strikingly

handsome, with sharp and smooth contours. The bright white light shone down on him, casting a

cool and aloof expression on his brows and eyes. He seemed unapproachable, yet exuded a lethal

charm of a mature man.

If it were any other female guest, they would definitely be secretly delighted to have such a

‘handsome and charming man sitting beside them. However, Aylin simply couldn’t bring herself to feel happy about it.

Is Gavyn on her right side?

What kind of luck is this?

Her emotions, which had been somewhat calmed by Ryker, became agitated once again. Unconsciously, Aylin furrowed her brow.

“Is this your seat?”

It was truly an unfortunate encounter. How on earth did the organizer arrange the seating? With so many people attending the event, the odds of these two ending up together were lower than winning a 1.5 million dollars’ lottery. And yet, they still managed to cross paths.

Sensing the emotional fluctuations of the people around him, Gavyn slightly turned his gaze and raised an eyebrow.

Aylin didn’t make eye contact with him; instead, she turned her head to look at the back of his chair.

To ensure that each guest is seated correctly, large dinner parties usually place the corresponding guest’s name on the back of the chair to prevent any mix-ups.

She hadn’t paid much attention to it before, but now that she wanted to see, Gavyn was indeed blocking her view completely, making it impossible for her to catch a glimpse.

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Aylin’s gaze was icy cold.

Gavyn sat with his back pressed against the chair, legs crossed, exuding an air of calm and elegance. “Well, I’m already seated. What else should I do?”

Seeing Gavyn’s calm and composed demeanor, Aylin couldn’t help but feel annoyed.

Unfortunately, the exhibition has already begun, so it’s not a good time to change our location.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, planning to endure until the second half when she could

change seats. Just then, she heard Waylon’s low voice reprimanding, “Gavyn!”

Waylon quickly walked over, mindful of the many people around and not wanting to make a scene, he gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, angrily asking, “What are you doing sitting in my seat? I wondered why I couldn’t see any empty seats when I looked over, and it turns out you took mine!” Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Aylin’s hands were itchy again.

She clenched her teeth and glared at the man beside her. Gavyn still appeared calm and composed,

as if he wasn’t the one who had taken someone else’s spot.

What a thick-skinned person!

She couldn’t help but frown and said, “I never thought that Mr. Delacruz of the prestigious

Delacruz Group would do such a shameless thing. Aren’t you afraid of losing face?”

Although she wasn’t attracted to Waylon, she preferred him sitting next to her compared to Gavyn.

Otherwise, she would feel like sitting on pins and needles throughout the entire dinner!

Waylon hurriedly nodded his head vigorously.

He had gone through great lengths to switch seats with someone just so he could sit next to Aylin.

Little did he know that his trip to the restroom would turn into a test of his combat skills.

Gavyn snatched it away.

“Exactly, this seat is mine, so please move away…”‘

Before the words could even fall, Gavyn interrupted. With an indifferent expression on his

handsome face, he spoke in a calm and steady voice, “It’s just a change of seats. Waylon won’t

mind.”

He was dumbfounded.

If emotions could materialize, there would definitely be three big black lines on Waylon’s head. He

does care!

Who said he doesn’t care anymore!

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Waylon, standing nearby, was so angry that he almost stomped his foot, “Don’t you even try.

However, Gavyn didn’t give him a chance to protest. With a single glance, he asked, “Did you forget about the matter concerning the plot of land in the western suburbs?”

He was rendered speechless.

Recently, Waylon has been pushed by Benjamin to work on a project, and coincidentally, the land in

the western district is exactly what he needs for his current development project.

He had been talking with someone for quite a while, but still couldn’t reach an agreement. The other person said that someone had already been one step ahead of him. It seemed like Gavyn

meant.

Waylon hesitated for a moment, but decided he couldn’t give up his spot. He refused to back down, “Enough talk, this position is mine-”

“I know, you’re lost, aren’t you?”

Gavyn reached out his hand and waved to the waiter, “There’s a guest here who can’t find a seat.

Please take him to A3 in Section C.”

Waylon was rendered speechless.

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