Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 810

He turned to his assistant, asking through gritted teeth, "Didn't I tell you to handle this discreetly? How did Zachary still follow us here?"

The assistant hadn't anticipated this turn of events either. Sweating profusely, he explained, "I—I don't know either. I arranged everything carefully. There's no way he could have found out!"

Now it was too late for explanations. They couldn't possibly outbid him.

Mr. Wilson raised his bid several times, only to be outbid by Zachary each time.

His eyes grew dark with malice, the wrinkles on his face swelling slightly with rage.

He stood up, leaning on his walking stick, and said quietly, "Let's go. We'll wait for him in the car."

The assistant didn't understand, instinctively asking, "Wait for who?"

Mr. Wilson glanced at the skyboxes around the venue, his tone growing eerily calm. "For someone who planned this all along."

With that, he led the way out of the skybox, his assistant hurrying to follow.

waited unhurriedly until the auction ended. When a black car blocked his path outside,

his security detail behind him, then opened the rear

in.

show mercy where mercy is

he unleashed his full presence, making the

unaffected. Instead of answering, he countered, "Mr. Wilson, perhaps you could

graying eyebrows twitched momentarily before relaxing, his expression heavy

happened to

deeply

old. No one can predict what

s

him with a cold smile that didn't reach his eyes. "What a coincidence that all the security cameras in the villa went missing that

you suggesting I caused

we wouldn't be

"Zachary, don't think I'm too old to see through people. Isn't this all because of that woman Sarah- you broke things off with my granddaughter? If you continue targeting Wilson Group

mention of Sarah, Zachary's murderous

amusement, cold as