Chapter 87: Mysterious Man

The emcee, clearly flustered, tried to regain control. "Sir, have you perhaps mistaken Ms. Briena for Ms. Natalie?"

The mysterious man’s voice cut through the room, firm and unyielding. "I know exactly who I bid on. Ms. Natalie is the one my boss wishes to dance with tonight."

Another wave of murmurs rippled through the hall.

This rich and handsome looking man who they thought was some bigshot, claimed to have his own boss. Who must be the person?

Natalie’s confusion deepened. Justin... could it be him?He’s the only rich man I know, who would go to such lengths to protect me or to be precise to help me.

The emcee, still reeling from the shock, hesitated before asking, "May I ask, who is your boss, sir? Which esteemed figure will be gracing us with a dance alongside the beautiful Ms. Natalie?"

"That is not for you to know," the man replied coldly, his expressions and tone arrogance. "In fact, no one here is worthy of knowing him."

His words left the entire room in stunned silence. The arrogance, the confidence—it was unlike anything they had ever heard.

Before anyone could react, the doors of the event hall swung open, and in walked several bodyguards, dressed in sharp black suits. They lined up on either side of the aisle, creating a path.

imposing figure appeared at the entrance, flanked by more security. The man was tall and powerfully built, exuding an air of control and mystery. He wore a sharp suit beneath a stylish trench coat, his hands casually tucked into his pockets. His inky black hair fell slightly forward, almost covering his forehead, while his

that his face, from the eyes down, was covered by a sleek black

forward, his presence radiating authority. Every step he took seemed to silence the murmurs, as if

her heartbeat quicken.

the unexpected turn

be the star of the gala, the one everyone admired and praised. Yet here was Natalie,

thought, her eyes flashing with fury. ’There must be a mistake. He can’t

a subtle glance, and they quickly

equally shocked. He would never dream of bidding billions on anyone—not even

his fists tightening.

the approaching figure intently. Her mind raced as she tried to read every detail of his movements, her gaze never leaving

women, led by Lily, stepped into his path. Their presence forced him to stop, his eyes narrowing

was full of suspicion. "Everyone knows no one would want to be associated with her. Did she arrange this to save herself

responded with a cold, piercing glare, his expression unmoved by the accusation.

Ford," he announced flatly. Then, turning to the emcee, he added, "You’ll have the

signaled to the staff handling the donations. Within moments, their

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