Ch. 371..380
Chapter 371
"You... Who are you? How dare you speak to me like that?" Mary Sullivan asked through gritted teeth.
After that, Mary carefully examined this woman who sat across from her. Although this lady was dressed in expensive clothing from head to toe, the white cashmere sweater she wore was from the previous season's design of a major brand.
Hence, Mary was sure that this woman was not exactly an ultra-rich person.
She might be wealthy, but not that wealthy.
"I'm someone you can never compare to. Do you have an opinion on that? Keep it to yourself," Sharon Lindt said before her smile widened. Sharon's eyes now looked like crescent moons because of her widened smile.
When Xyla Quest heard how Sharon dissed Mary, she felt secretly pleased. Her mood suddenly improved.
Xyla was beginning to like Aunty Lindt more and more.
Not only was she good-looking, but she had a lovely personality too.
Now, Mary felt thoroughly provoked. She clenched her fists tightly and looked at Sharon. "What is your name?"
"You don't deserve to know her name," Xyla said as she glared at Mary coldly.
"What's the matter? Are you afraid of letting me find out who you are? If you have the guts to mess with me, why aren't you brave enough to tell me your name? Are you a coward?" Mary said before glaring at Sharon again.
It appeared to Mary that Sharon was no prominent figure. Otherwise, why would she be afraid of revealing her name?
When Mary thought of this, she immediately picked up the glass of water near Xyla and was prepared to splash it at Sharon's face.
Just as she was about to do so, Xyla grabbed Mary by her wrist and forcefully pushed her wrist upward.
In the next second, the water in the glass splashed at Mary's face and trickled down all over her. She was now completely soaked.
"Ahhh...!" Mary screamed without caring about her image. She continuously rubbed her face with her sleeve to wipe the water off her face.
Due to her rough movements, the makeup around her eyes was smeared all over. Her black mascara was now all over her eye sockets. She now looked like a panda.
This scene attracted the attention of countless people around them. When they saw her face, they couldn't resist secretly laughing at her.
"Pfft..." Sharon and Xyla laughed out loudly instead.
"What are you looking at? What's so funny? Be careful with your eyes. I might scoop them out and soak them in the water!" Mary screamed while she continued to wipe her face and glared at the people around who were laughing at her.
Sharon glanced plainly at Mary before taking her phone out and sending a WeChat message...
Feeling thoroughly embarrassed, Mary pointed at Xyla angrily. "Xyla Quest, just you wait. I won't let you get away this easily."
After that, Mary stormed out of the restaurant.
As soon as she got out, she noticed that all four tires on her white Lamborghini had gone flat.
They all seemed shriveled.
What the hell was going on?
Trouble always came in threes!
Someone must have punctured her tires on purpose. That must have been true! Who could have been evil enough to do this?
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Chapter 372
Mary Sullivan immediately stomped her feet on the ground. She then dialed '110' and explained what happened over the phone.
After that, she hailed for a taxi and left in a huff.
By the window, Sharon Lindt could see Mary's look of anger before she left. A satisfactory smile appeared on her face. Likewise, Xyla Quest could see what happened outside clearly. She could be seen smiling through her eyes.
Xyla didn't believe that Mary's tires were punctured purely out of coincidence...
She wondered who dared to do something like this under broad daylight.
"Beep, beep..." Right then, someone sent Sharon a WeChat message.
"Madam, Mary Sullivan has called the cops, but I have already deleted all surveillance footage around the area..."
When Sharon saw this message, her smile widened.
She quickly put her phone away and looked at Xyla. "Does it feel good?"
"What?" Xyla asked.
"That b*tch's tires were punctured... Don't you feel less upset now?" Sharon asked.
When Sharon said this, Xyla immediately understood what it implied. "Does that mean you have asked someone to do it?"
"Who else could've done it? Does it feel good?" Sharon asked again.
Xyla nodded. "Yeah, but if she finds out that you did it, she won't let you off the hook that easily."
"Do you think I'd be afraid of her?" Sharon asked plainly. There was a gentle and affectionate look in her eyes.
"No... I just don't want you to get into trouble because of me," Xyla said.
"I can't watch my dear Xyla get bullied without doing anything about it. Whoever dares to bully my Xyla will have to pay for it," Sharon said.
Xyla felt deeply touched yet again. Her eyes welled up a little. "Aunty, why are you so nice to me?"
"I told you. It's because you are good-looking, and I find you pleasant to look at. That's why I like you... I've always been very nice to people I like," Sharon said.
"Is that really it?" Xyla asked.
"Why else? Do you think I have ulterior motives for getting close to you?" Sharon continued to smile.
"I'm certain that isn't the case..." Xyla said. She could feel that Sharon was genuinely kind to her. Her instincts were telling her that Sharon didn't have ulterior motives for getting close to her. However, Xyla still felt that Sharon was too nice to her.
Right then, a waiter began serving their foods.
Once various intricate dishes were placed on the table, Xyla immediately began to feel hungry.
"Don't worry. I will never harm you. Also, that b*tch will never find out who busted her tires," Sharon said.
"I didn't think you would harm me, but I feel it's a little surreal because of how nice you are to me," Xyla said.
"You only feel that way because you are not used to it yet. If I treat you nicely more often, you will get used to it, and it'll be fine. Hurry up and eat. I'm hungry too," Sharon said as she touched Xyla's hair gently once more.
Sharon couldn't help but praise her daughter-in-law in her mind. 'How could she look this pretty? How could she have such a nice personality?'
She truly felt her son was fortunate to be married to a perfect little princess like Xyla.
When Sharon looked at her daughter-in-law's face, she felt as though she was becoming infatuated.
With Sharon's look of approval, Xyla began to feel a little embarrassed. She smiled awkwardly before moving the plate of steak in front of Sharon closer to herself and carefully cut it for Sharon. Every move Xyla made was elegant.
"Thank you, Xyla," Sharon said happily from the bottom of her heart.
She must make sure that Stanley Batton kept an eye on her wonderful daughter-in-law. If someone else took her away from him, it would be a huge loss to their family.
Chapter 373
Chapter 373
"Don't worry about it, Aunty. But how did you know that car belonged to Mary Sullivan? Did you see Mary getting out of the car earlier?" Xyla Quest asked. "Yes..." Sharon Lindt answered truthfully.
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After the meal, Sharon chatted with Xyla for a long while.
They talked about fashion, hairstyles, makeup, and traveling. It seemed as if they had endless topics to talk about.
Through conversing with Sharon, Xyla could deeply sense this woman's vitality.
Although Sharon was not very young, she was young in terms of her mentality. She played most games young people played. In fact, there were a lot of games she played that young people couldn't even play well.
It was as if an eighteen-year-old lived within Sharon Lindt's heart. She always lived like she were a child.
Xyla was particularly fond of Sharon because of that.
After chatting for a long while, they finally parted with heavy hearts.
A week later, Xyla had fully recovered.
After leaving Quest Group in the evening, Xyla fixed her makeup before retrieving Sharon's invitation to attend the antique auction. Xyla drove her red Maserati to the venue where the auction was held, Atlantis Auction House.
This venue was in the heart of Atlantis City. There were a total of six floors to the building, fully designed with a Chinese-inspired style. Surrounded by western-inspired architecture, it looked unusually attractive in contrast.
Outside the auction house, many large, red, classic lanterns were hung all around. Even the signboard was designed traditionally, making it classic in appearance.
Since the auction was about to begin, many luxurious cars were already parked outside the auction house.
In fact, many of these luxurious cars had unique car registration numbers. Anyone would be afraid of touching them.
Clearly, Xyla's Maserati that cost a few million was dwarfed in comparison.
Passersby would take a second glance at the entrance of the auction house out of curiosity.
Xyla found a parking spot for her car.
After that, she turned on the light inside the car and shifted the rearview mirror slightly toward her. She looked at the mirror to check if her makeup was fine. Her exquisite beauty came into full view in the mirror.
In the mirror, Xyla had very little but intricate makeup on. There was an angelic vibe to her beautiful eyes and brows.
After grabbing her Hermes platinum handbag, Xyla got out of the car directly.
As soon as she did so, a gray Lamborghini drove toward her location at lightning speed...
The headlights were so bright that she could not see who was inside the car.
Seeing that the car would soon run her over, Xyla agilely moved closer to the car next to her.
In the next second, the car stopped directly next to hers in a cool drifting motion.
Right after that, Mary Sullivan and Bailey Ronson got out of the car.
Mary was wearing the latest design of Chanel's spring outfit, as well as expensive diamond jewelry. She seemed to have an overpowering presence of nobility. When Xyla saw Mary's face, the feeling of disgust in her grew rapidly.
Xyla didn't expect to bump into the annoying woman, Mary, in a place like this.
Enemies were bound to meet often.
"Mary Sullivan, are you sick or something?" Xyla asked unhappily.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... We really are fated to meet. Why are you here?" Mary chuckled deeply with her chin lifted. She walked up to Xyla and changed the topic immediately.
"Do you want to enter and observe the auction? Do you even have an entrance ticket? It's not easy to get in. Someone with your status shouldn't even be able to get a ticket..." Mary added.
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Chapter 374
Mary Sullivan felt certain that Xyla Quest wouldn't have an entrance ticket.
Mary herself had put in a lot of effort to get this entrance ticket through many family connections.
Since the Quest family was not as influential as the Sullivan family, how could the former possibly get one of the tickets?
Mary crossed her arms over her chest and looked arrogantly at Xyla. "Are you here to seduce the wealthy folks? Let me guess who your target is. Hmm... Could it be the president? Are you here because you know the president would be here too?" She asked.
Xyla found Mary's behavior both annoying and funny.
However, she was a little surprised by the information Mary offered that the president would be here.
That explained why this auction was so difficult to get into. It turned out the president was the reason.
Xyla raised her brows slightly and looked at Mary. "Do you think other people are like you?"
"You... What do you mean?" Mary asked through gritted teeth.
"I meat exactly what I said," Xyla said plainly. Although she seemed like a gentle person, she had a very imposing manner.
"Don't change the topic. I was asking you. Are you here to bait the president? Let me think... What methods will our Xyla Quest use? Would she pretend to fall into the president's arms accidentally? Or would she pretend to faint and get carried away by the president?" Mary said.
"How would you know?" Xyla was beginning to feel angrier by the second. Apart from Emily Quest, this was the woman she wanted to beat up the most.
"Without an entrance ticket, aren't you here for the exact reason I said you were? I really feel sorry for your handsome husband. He got married to a sl*t like you who would go after rich men," Mary continued to speak. She felt certain in her heart that her thoughts were true.
Otherwise, why would Xyla be here? Moreover, women were capable of doing anything to seduce men for power and money.
Never mind waiting at the entrance to a place like this. Some women were capable of even more extreme things.
After all, who wouldn't want to achieve more in life? The poor desired to get rich, while the rich desired to become powerful.
The words Mary used were extremely annoying to Xyla.
Right then, several luxurious cars happened to stop in parking spaces nearby.
A group of rich housewives got out of their cars and walked in a group toward the auction house...
Seeing this, Mary immediately raised her voice as she continued to stare coldly at Xyla's face. "Xyla Quest, honestly... How could you come to a place like this to seduce the rich and powerful? Have you become so shameless at such a young age? Can't you be a more morally upright person?"
Mary wanted to embarrass Xyla in front of these people so that she would be too ashamed to stay here.
Xyla's unhappiness was the source of Mary's happiness.
"You won't get anything good from staying here. If you want results, at least get an entrance ticket to the auction house... The more powerful a person is, the more bodyguards he has... There's no way you could possibly get close to him," Mary added in a raised voice.
The rich housewives all turned over to look at Xyla and Mary. They then looked at each other before walking over.
These women's gazes were scornful and threatening. They seemed to be conveying such thoughts as 'seductive b*tch, go to hell'.
If gazes were capable of murder, Xyla figured that she'd probably be dead a thousand times over by now.
Right then, her feeling of unhappiness was nearly at its peak.
Her hatred against Mary had also escalated to the next level.
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Chapter 375
"I must say, girls these days... They really are shameless. Even when they are married, they still can't keep their hands to themselves. They think about seducing capable men all day."
"Isn't that true? Now, many girls rely on their good looks to do barbaric things like stealing other people's husbands."
"I think the law isn't stringent enough. The women who like seducing other people's husbands should be punishable by death. I'd like to see if any of these seductive b*tches would still dare to do such a thing." The group of rich housewives continued to discuss among themselves and didn't seem to intent on leaving.
Each one of them sounded sarcastic and mean.
Xyla Quest knew that Mary Sullivan's choice of topic was a key trigger for these women.
That was why they had reacted so emotionally.
What did women like them hate the most? It was probably the fact that their husbands looked for girls younger and prettier than them.
Unfortunately, whatever they feared would usually happen. None of those capable men could keep their hands off women they desired. These housewives couldn't control their husbands even if they wanted to, and they had no choice but to suck up to it.
Now, Mary had coincidentally given them the opportunity to vent their anger that has been suppressed and stored up all this while. Naturally, they would direct all their anger at Xyla.
Although Xyla understood them, their behavior made Xyla feel even more upset.
She felt like an innocent person who was just walking on the road but was suddenly targeted by someone and unreasonably attacked by a group of observers around who became riled up. At this moment, more and more cars came to a halt.
Also, there was an increasing number of rich housewives coming over to where they stood.
Out of curiosity, many of these people asked what was going on. The ladies who watched what happened from the beginning started explaining to everyone else in detail.
Suddenly, Xyla had become a sl*t who would do anything to seduce other people's husbands.
People began saying all sorts of mean and vicious things about her.
Although she was angry, she did not fight back. Instead, she silently watched while Mary stirred things up...
Seeing that her trick had worked, Mary glared coldly at Xyla yet again. She felt as if she was standing on moral high ground. "Listen to my advice. Hurry up and leave... It's not that easy to steal other people's husbands. You don't have an entrance ticket, either. Stop standing here like a sl*t," Mary berated.
"She looks quite pretty, but unfortunately, she is a b*tch... Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
"Exactly. She doesn't even have an entrance ticket, but she's still hanging around here. She came here with a clear objective. What a cunning woman."
"What is this world becoming? Women with thoughts like this should just die."
The rich housewives around them continued to discuss among themselves. Each of them was saying more terrible things one after another.
Xyla felt as if her ear was being attacked with a sharp weapon. It felt horrible.
Seeing how Xyla was still not defending herself, Mary felt even more confident that her assumption was right.
She immediately turned around and looked at the women around her. "What is going on here? To achieve her goal, she is actually willing to do anything... She can't get an entrance ticket, that's why she's standing here at the entrance. Those who know her would say she is the Quest family's eldest daughter... Those who didn't might think she is a prostitute."
"The Quest family? Does that mean she is Xyla Quest? I was wondering why this woman looked so familiar. What an embarrassment to the Quest family." "The Quest family's descendants are truly despicable. Tsk, tsk, tsk... None of them turned out well."
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Chapter 376
The noblewomen began a wave of discussion again. Their eyes were all overflowed with disgust and hatred.
Mary Sullivan's attitude and behaviour had triggered Xyla Quest. Xyla had the urge to slap her to the ground so hard that she could not even get up.
However, Xyla managed to hold back. She gazed at Mary coldly and took out the invitation card from her bag quietly.
Mary was shocked momentarily.
So did everyone else...
None of them thought that Xyla would receive an invitation card.
Mary felt like she was being slapped by Xyla right on her face. How did Xyla get the invitation card?
She had spent so much effort to get such a precious and rare invitation card. How could Xyla have it?
Then, what was she doing just now? Was she dumb?
"I thought you said that she doesn't have an invitation? How come she has it?"
"Why is this girl spreading rumors? Guess what she has said all this while can't be trusted either, can it?"
"So she's insulting Xyla just because she has a chip on her shoulder? What an eye-opener..."
Suddenly, the situation made a sharp turn.
The subject of discussion had directly shifted from Xyla to Mary.
Mary really hoped that she was invisible at the instance.
She clenched her teeth and glared at Xyla viciously. "This is fake, right? Even if it's true, it doesn't prove that you're not here for gold-digging. What do you know about antiques? What else would an amateur like you come to an occasion like this, if it's not for this?"
As far as she was concerned, Xyla knew nothing about antiques.
Xyla frowned indifferently. She raised her eyes with a straight face, and the corner of her lips curved up gently. "Well I'm sorry, I really do admire antiques. What about you? Do you know anything about them?" Mary was speechless.
She...
To be honest, she really did not know anything about antiques. She somewhat regretted that she had asked Xyla that question.
However, she could not admit it...
"Of course I do," Mary answered under the gun. Her face was full of determination and her hands hanging at the sides of her body clenched tightly into fists. "Oh... really? There's something I would like you to remind me... Does Tang Bohu like to indicate the year of his artworks when he paints?" Xyla asked.
She knew Mary very well. She was brainless yet uneducated. She was totally ignorant about this field.
"Of course he does! What kind of artist doesn't indicate the year of his artworks?" Mary replied with confidence.
The onlookers surrounding them laughed out loud instantly upon hearing her answer.
A nice smirk blossomed on Xyla's face once again. Her expression was warmer than the spring breeze under the streetlamp.
Xyla was standing next to the hostile Mary. However, the differences between their inner quality as well as their self-cultivation were rather obvious.
Mary was ashamed of the laughter around her. "What... What are you guys laughing at?"
"Well Tang Bohu this person right, he rarely indicated the year on his artworks. Where'd you get the nerve to say that you know about antiques when you can't even get this right? So, tell me again, what's his masterpiece?" Xyla could not hold back her laughter anymore.
"..." Mary failed to come up with an answer.
"Let me tell you. His masterpieces include 'The Solitary Duck in the Setting Sun', 'Thatched Cottage in Apricot Blossoms', 'Companion to the Spring Mountain', 'Autumn Breeze and the Silk Fan' and 'The Poetry of Tang Bohu'. " Xyla Quest did not turn a hair and her tone remained calm.
"What the heck does she know about antiques?"
"Xyla really knows something, though, look at her naming all those artworks. I think this girl is the real gold digger. Xyla doesn't look like it at all..."
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Chapter 377
"Is this girl trying to cover up her weakness by insulting others? Ridiculous."
The noblewomen started whispering around them.
Mary Sullivan felt as her face was being slapped by them several times without mercy.
She was abashed and annoyed at the same time. She glared at Xyla Quest fiercely and yelled, "I might know nothing... but I'm still allowed to come, right? No one says that people who are ignorant about antiques cannot come, right? I'm here to pick up men just because I don't know any better? Can't it be anything else? Can't I come to learn?"
"Eat your own words, girl. When you questioned my lack of knowledge of antiques, you clearly said that people who don't know anything about antiques are here for gold-digging. How come you're allowed to learn when it comes to you? Mary Sullivan, you're pretty double standard, eh?"
Xyla was in no hurry to fight her back. She dropped her eyes on her right hand when she finished her sentence and flicked her nails.
Mary was totally speechless. Her face was flushed with shame.
If there was a hole in the ground right now, she would have hidden herself inside the hole.
"The questions that you asked me are just some basic knowledge... It can't prove your knowledge of antiques at all." Mary began to switch the subject immediately.
The surrounding noblewomen who had been listening to their arguments rolled their eyes at Mary as they were amazed by Mary's words.
"What are you guys chatting about? Is there something interesting?" A woman's voice was ringing here and now. The voice was not too high but not too low either. Shortly afterwards, countless bodyguards dressed in black suits appeared and stepped forward to lead the way.
Naturally, the crowd swiftly opened up a path for the woman.
The path led straight to Xyla and Mary.
A bejeweled middle-aged woman wearing a pale blue Chanel set dress appeared before everyone's eyes.
The woman looked gentle and elegant, dignified yet imposing.
All the noblewomen surrounding them became respectful and courteous the moment they saw her.
The woman was constantly smiling at Xyla and her smile was exceptionally friendly.
Her face seemed very familiar to Xyla. Xyla started to search through her memory and thought hard for a second. Finally, she was able to recognise the woman.
This woman had previously followed Sharon Lindt to buy the building of Imperial Prime. She was one of the rich sisters of Sharon.
Those noblewomen were all treating her with full respect. In addition, this woman managed to make an appearance in events like this, she definitely had a strong, powerful background. Not as simple as being rich but far more than that.
"She must be the vice president's wife. She's stunning... My goodness."
"She's so classy... I'm drowning."
It was difficult to tell who was talking in the gibbering and jabbering crowd.
Xyla was startled as she heard that statement.
The vice president's wife? Although she did realise that this woman must be highborn but she had never imagined her real identity to be so superior and noble.
Xyla remembered that she was quite respectful to Sharon when both of them were together. Besides, Sharon was always like the head of her rich sisterhood.
What about Sharon's identity? How noble would it be?
"Xyla, why are you standing here? Why don't you go in?" The vice president's wife approached Xyla enthusiastically. She grabbed Xyla's hands softly under the attention of the public and looked at her with a loving and fond expression.
Everyone could not believe their eyes and what was happening in front of them.
"What the heck? Xyla Quest and the vice president's wife actually know each other?"
"If that's the case, she doesn't have to go such a big round and come all the way here just to seduce some rich guys, right?"
"Exactly... If she's after power and money, she could've just stuck around the vice president's wife. Wouldn't it be more accessible and direct that way?"
Mary who was standing at the side was even more astounded. She subconsciously took a step to the side, and her mind was filled with doubts and confusion.
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Chapter 378
What was going on? How did Xyla Quest know the vice president's wife?
And...
Why was the vice president's wife treating Xyla so dearly as they were pretty close? Xyla had the vice president's wife to back her up now, what about her?
Xyla was still lost in bewilderment and consternation. Her gaze on the vice president's wife was as numb as before.
"What's wrong? Don't you remember me, Aunt Rebecca?" Rebecca Robin asked.
Xyla shook her head. "No, of course I remember... I just didn't expect that you... you're... the vice president's wife."
Rebecca laughed cheerfully. "Let's not talk about that. My dear, what are those people talking about?"
Before Xyla could even speak a word, the surrounding people began to describe the whole incident to Rebecca, fearing to lag behind the others.
Needless to say, these people had to take Xyla's side as they noticed that the vice president's wife was supporting Xyla.
The few noblewomen who went with the flow and scolded Xyla started to tremble and shiver right now.
Mary Sullivan was terrified to the extreme that her heart was pounding out of her chest as she heard the description of the crowd about the incident. Her face was reddened with shame before it gradually turned pale.
Her arrogance had completely vanished without a trace, too.
Originally, she wanted to turn Xyla Quest into a joke in front of everyone.
Nevertheless, little did she know, she had made a monkey out of herself instead of Xyla in the end.
If she knew that she would end up this way, she would never have made a scene between both of them and attracted so many people's attention.
She felt so regretful that her stomach was in knots.
Mary stood still right there, feeling unsure if she should flee or stay as neither was helpful to her. Her body was extremely heavy as if it was filled with lead. The vice president's wife was so nice to Xyla. She would definitely punish her for targeting Xyla, right?
"Oh, really?" Rebecca slowly dropped her gaze on Mary's face.
In the next second, Rebecca's eyes were tinged with a touch of coldness. They were completely different from the way they looked at Xyla just now.
Mary was trembling unconsciously the moment Rebecca stared at her. Her heart almost stopped beating.
"Actually, it's all a misunderstanding..." Mary carefully responded. The blush on her face spreaded all the way to her ears as well as her neck. She hardly dared to breathe. "Misunderstanding? It doesn't sound like a misunderstanding to me. Girl, don't you think you owe Xyla an apology for humiliating her like that?"
"I... I..." Mary did not know how to respond. Her mind was a mess.
Should she apologise? How embarrassing was that?
However, this woman would not forgive her if she did not apologise, would she? If she accidentally implicated the Sullivan family because of this, she would definitely be kicked out of the house. Xyla felt much more relieved as she looked at the way Mary winced unpleasantly.
When she thought of that, Mary took a breath and forced herself to look into Xyla's eyes. She lowered her head courteously and apologised. "I'm... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have slandered you..."
Xyla heaved a heavy breath. She was too lazy to confront her anymore. She just wanted to proceed to the auction as soon as possible. Therefore, she ignored Mary and blinked at Rebecca Robin. "Aunty... Let's go in. The auction is about to start... I don't want to waste my time."
"Yes, I know." Rebecca nodded repeatedly. Her eyes were overflowed with immense tenderness.
The next moment, Rebecca raised her hand and threw Mary a cold glance. "What's your name?"
Mary was sitting at the edge of the seat when she heard the question.
She did not know if she should answer the question. If she did and Rebecca knew that she was from the Sullivan family, would she vent her wrath upon the Sullivans?
If she did not answer, it would not help either. After all, Rebecca could look into it, or she could simply hear from Xyla that bitch.
Therefore, she had no choice but to answer obediently, "Mary... Mary Sullivan."
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Chapter 379
"Ahh... You're from the Sullivan family... No wonder you're so uneducated." Rebecca Robin insulted her mercilessly. Mary Sullivan was getting more and more embarrassed.
"That girl's from the Sullivan family? She must be Tom Sullivan's sister, right? Tsk tsk tsk... Like brother, like sister."
"The Sullivans have a really terrible family culture. I think Tom Sullivan and her will destroy and ruin their whole family sooner or later."
"Well, I got it instantly when she said she's the Sullivans. It's not surprising, though... If someone like Tom Sullivan can exist, what's so shocking about Mary Sullivan?"
The noblewomen were gabbling and jabbering among each other, catering to Rebecca. They were constantly humiliating and verbally abusing Mary.
The curves at the edges of Xyla Quest's lips were getting gradually more obvious. She felt incessantly pleased. The words and comments that flowed through her ears were extremely soothing to her.
On the other hand, Mary could feel that her self-esteem was being crushed and trampled to the ground by these people.
She was mad, frustrated, and she wanted to vent her rage but she knew that she could not...
"Let's go, Xyla." Rebecca continued to hold Xyla's hand and strode into the building.
The noblewomen who had been watching them rolled their eyes at Mary before they left her and followed behind Xyla and Rebecca.
Mary took a deep breath and turned around intending to leave.
However, her legs froze when she thought of what her father had reminded her earlier.
Her father had asked her to bid for the blue and white porcelain vase from the Tang dynasty. Her father had emphasised that she ought to own the vase and it could not be taken away by anyone else.
If she were to leave the auction now, she would definitely be scolded and reprimanded by her father when she got home.
She was the one who pestered her parents that time, begging them to get her the ticket for this auction. The only condition that her father put forward was this.
Her intention to get associated with the powerful higher-ups through this auction had completely vanished after Xyla and the others had made such a big fuss just now. She did not even want to step inside the auction house.
However, no matter how she felt, she had to bear through it and force herself in. She had to get the vase.
In the next second, Mary took a long, deep breath. She paced up and down outside of the auction house, trying to compose herself.
Then, she squeezed the invitation card and stalked towards the entrance to check her ticket.
After checking the ticket, she headed to the front for security checking.
As the identities of the guests who attended the auction were high-profile, so the security check here was particularly strict.
She went through a total of six security checks before she entered the inside of the auction house.
The inside of the auction house was just like the outside, decorated in an antique Country Z style. The tables and chairs as well as the floor were all made of valuable rosewood.
Under the guidance of the staff, she entered a huge double storey auction room.
The room was divided into two floors.
The lower floor was filled with numerous people sitting in front of each of the tables.
The upper floor was the lounge. It was less crowded compared to the lower floor and there were only a few tables set up as well.
The ticket she got was for the lounge. Therefore, she lifted her dress and scurried off to the second floor.
Her feet froze again as she caught a glimpse of her table she was at.
Her table, surprisingly, was adjacent to Xyla's.
Xyla was drinking tea and chatting with Rebecca at the moment. The atmosphere around their table was exceptionally good.
A group of men in black were standing right behind the two of them, with powerful aura.
Looking at Xyla's calm and relaxed appearance as she talked to Rebecca and the fond expression on Rebecca's face, Mary was jealous to the extreme.
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Chapter 380
As Xyla Quest was sitting with the vice president's wife, she was the most prominent person in the room.
The crowd's attention would always fall on them from time to time.
Since the auction had not started yet, those who were the upper echelons of the society tend to come over to greet Rebecca Robin by turns.
In addition to responding to their greetings politely, Rebecca would also introduce Xyla to them.
Some of these people were even the prestigious blue bloods among the rich and bigwigs.
All of them were courteous to Xyla because of Rebecca's presence as well as her own beauty.
There were even some dignitaries who took the initiative to ask for Xyla's WeChat.
As a result, Xyla Quest could be said to be the illustrious and most celebrated in the crowd at the moment.
There was not a single lady in the room who did not envy her, including Mary Sullivan.
Mary was going to fly off the handle when she looked at how complacent Xyla was.
Why was Xyla so lucky? She was lucky enough to be able to know the vice president's wife. Moreover, she could even get in touch with the rich and powerful without wasting any effort. On the contrary, she, Mary Sullivan, had been jinxed the whole night long!
Among those blue bloods that the vice president's wife had introduced to Xyla, many of them were the ones she wanted to get to know.
The more she looked at the scenery over Xyla's table, the more she trembled with jealousy. This was so unfair! The world was super unfair!
Meanwhile, Xyla inadvertently stole a glance at Mary and she happened to see her shaking in anger on her seat. She was over the moon with that scene.
She did not care about this person at all. Her gaze left Mary without a trace before falling back on those dignitaries around her.
Many of these people were beneficial to X entertainment as well as to Quest Property Group. Therefore, she had to be careful with them and tried not to offend them.
About ten minutes later, the auction began.
Only then did the people around their table leave one after another.
Xyla sat down at ease, and together with Rebecca, they focused their attention on the auction stage below.
The beautiful auctioneer dressed in cheongsam made a long opening speech before she got straight to the main objective of the day.
Subsequently, one valuable antique after another appeared on the stage under the auctioneer's introduction.
Every single antique there was able to catch the attention of the crowd in the room and they began to bid feverishly...
Rebecca, who was sitting beside Xyla, was very interested in every single item and joined the bidding too. Fortunately, she managed to win a lot of them. However, Xyla was not very interested in them. She just watched and listened attentively, like a white peony stood in the depths of a high mountain.
Although she was extremely quiet, the eyes of the men from upstairs and downstairs still drifted to her seat from time to time.
Besides the antiques, Xyla was undoubtedly the most attractive thing in the room that was able to catch the men's eyes.
After a genuine painting by Tang Bohu was being sold, two bodyguards in suits pushed a Silver Censer with Openwork Design of Grapes and Flying Birds onto the stage.
The silver censer was placed in a clean, sealed glass cabinet just like the other antiques.
It was round and had an openwork design. Patterns of twining vines, birds and grapes were carved on the outside of the censer.
The silver censer was gleaming bright under the spotlights, stealing everyone's attention.
Xyla was attracted and drawn to the silver censer. A strong possessive feeling rose up within her.