To Be Yours Again By Taylor

Chapter 24 We’re Not That Close

“But…”

“It’s okay, Gilbert. I don’t like it that much anyway,” Jenny said smilingly. After all, it wasn’t essential to her.

Since Gilbert didn’t make another bid, the goods belonged to Alec now. The crowd couldn’t help but sigh and be envious. Faye was also pretty worked up. She didn’t expect Alec to bid for such an expensive item for her. She was nervous yet excited at the same time. However, the earrings didn’t arrive in front of her

She watched as Alec paid without hesitation. Later, he whispered something to the attendant. After that, the attendant walked up to Jenny and said to her, “Hi, miss. Mr. Faust wants to give this pair of earrings to you as a gift.”

Gift?

Everybody else was astonished. A 60-million-dollar item as a gift? What was Alec’s relationship with this woman? Wait, Wasn’t she Gilbert’s sister? How did she get involved with Alec? Why did Alec choose to give it to Gilbert’s sister and not his own sister? The crowd was confused. The only conclusion they could come up with was that it was chaotic in the world of high society.

Jenny didn’t reach out to accept it, nor did she look a tiny bit happy about it. She frowned and looked at Alec as if to ask him what the meaning of this was.

Her life is worth more than this thing.” What he meant was very obvious. He bought this gift to

look at Faye at all, so naturally, he didn’t see

giving it such an expensive gift because she

this man in front of her. Out of nowhere, she felt a sense of

got my payment

you piss me off in order to

saying.” Jenny looked at him with a cold gaze. “We’re not that close anyway. I ask that you don’t do

her relationship with Alec. Her

way for years. Alec left the auction hall. The people behind them didn’t know exactly what had happened. They could only sense an air of coldness from Alec, which made them shudder. It appeared that woman had made Alec

Some

Alec Faust off? Good luck with that,” was

for the next auction item. On the venue’s second floor, Alec was sitting in a private room. His

The man sitting across from him was also holding a glass of wine. His deep voice was enough to make someone tremble with

it. He had indeed lost control of himself. Every time he faced Jenny, he would always lose control. Paul Wagner raised