Lydia knew exactly what Quincy was worried about, so she offered him a reassuring smile. "I'll be fine. I'll go and be right back. If you're still chatting with Mr. William and I'm not back, come find me. Does that put your mind at ease?" Only then did Quincy reluctantly let her go.

The yacht was enormous, and Lydia wandered for a bit before finally finding the restroom. The interior was lavish with golden walls and ornate mirrors with intricate designs on the edges. Everything exuded luxury. After washing her hands, she was ready to head back, but as soon as she stepped outside, she froze.

"Lydia, what a coincidence to run into you here."

The man standing in front of her was none other than Eugene.

"What are you doing here?" she blurted, immediately regretting the question. Mrs. Ford was attending the gala, so of course her son would be there too. She mentally chastised herself for asking something so obvious.

Eugene smiled, his eyes dark and intense as he stared at her. The depth in his gaze sent a shiver down her spine. "You're still just like you used to be."

bringing it up. It meant nothing to her now. But before she could say anything, Eugene smoothly changed the

the name hang in the air before continuing. "The stone is actually an amethyst, and while it symbolizes love,

he spoke, the way his presence seemed to fill the narrow space between them. Lydia's frown deepened. She didn't want to linger here with him any longer. "I'm not interested in the gemstone, but thanks for telling me. I'll be going

for a reply, she quickly

a suit approached Eugene, bowing respectfully.

the auction starts, someone will approach

had cooled significantly. It seemed

enough to send chills down his spine.

paused, as

been arranged with the

Lydia practically ran down the hallway, as if something monstrous were chasing her. The

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