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.

a sharp suit beneath a stylish trench coat, his hands casually tucked into his pockets. His inky black hair fell slightly forward,

eyes down, was covered by a sleek black mask, which only

else, the man strode forward, his presence radiating authority. Every step he took seemed to silence the murmurs, as if no one else in the room mattered

standing frozen, felt her heartbeat quicken. Could

as the unexpected

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

happen?’ Briena thought, her eyes flashing with fury. ’There must be a mistake. He can’t possibly know who

with a subtle glance, and they quickly gathered around her, ready to

billions on anyone—not even Briena. But this man had done

bitterly, his fists tightening. ’Another man she’s been involved

in place, studied the approaching figure intently. Her mind raced as she tried to read every detail of his movements,

the mysterious man could reach her, a group of women, led by Lily, stepped into his path. Their presence

faking it on Natalie’s order?" Lily’s voice was full of suspicion. "Everyone knows no one would want to be associated with her. Did she arrange this to

a cold, piercing glare, his expression unmoved by the accusation. Without

Natalie Ford," he announced flatly. Then, turning to

the donations. Within moments, their devices beeped, and the confirmation came through. The donation had been made.

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