Chapter 47 An Agitated

Customer

“Miss S, raise a toast to Mr. Flynn!”

“Raise a toast!”

The crowd at Galant erupted in cheers, their voices bouncing off the walls like a rolling tide. Yet, in the midst

of the excitement, a realization dawned upon them–neither Eric nor Hadley was present.

“Where is Mr. Flynn?”

“Has anyone seen him? I don’t see him anywhere.”

Soon, murmurings turned into certainty–Eric had not made an appearance at all.

“Come on now,” someone teased, amusement laced in their voice.

“Mr. Lewis, how does Mr. Flynn claim the title of top patron if he has not even set foot in the place tonight?”

“Are you pulling the wool over our eyes?”

“Or is it that you have locked Miss S away, unwilling to let her grace us with her presence?”

“No, no!”

Lennon frantically waved his hands, motioning for the growing unrest to settle. “Here is the situation. Mr. Flynn

may not be here in person, but he did leave behind a message.”

A message. That was all Lennon could offer.

After all, if he revealed the prearranged scheme–where Eric would automatically outbid anyone by half a

million dollars—it would be akin to stirring a hornet’s nest.

The Flynn family commanded power, but the gathered guests were not the type to be trifled with either.

“A message, you say?”

That explanation carried as much weight as a feather in a storm,

“So, Mr. Flynn can place bets from thin air now?”

“Hold on a second for now! I recall Galant’s rules clearly. If you are not present, your bid does not count!”

That statement struck a chord, heads nodding in agreement like synchronized pendulums.

“That is right! Rules are rules!”

The agitation swelled like a rising tide, particularly in Cody Blake, the second–highest bidder of the night

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Cody, heir to the Blake Group, had always been a steadfast admirer of S, never hesitating to spend extravagantly on her performances.

Cody was predicted by everyone to be tonight’s biggest winner. It had appeared to be a given.

It was unexpected that Lennon would declare Eric the winner.

Cody had swallowed his displeasure at first, but now, the tide had shifted in his favor.

out, stepping forward with deliberate intensity, his finger jabbing in

are you not bound to follow the rules?”

Lennon hesitated, sweat

web of deception

eyes.

was he supposed

town, Eric leaned casually against his car, a

drifted toward the scenery beyond

crossed

“Sebastian.”

“Yes, Mr. Flynn?”

Stop the car and I will drive myself. You

exactly are you

“No need.”

the offer. Without another word, he slid into

as silent as his

left at the next

Villas was in the opposite direction. “Where is he going?”

headed for Galant.

because of

him–urged him

unraveling at the nightclub.

there! That’s the staff only

of my way!”

result he expected, and in his world,

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way he was letting this

finger stabbing the air as he singled out Lennon. “I have spent a fortune on

behind him like moths drawn to the

them if my request is unreasonable!”

“Unreasonable? Hardly!”

course, it’s

were here for the

Blake, I swear I’m telling the truth,

Mr. Flynn’s name around

of

sent Lennon

you use his name like this? Step aside!”

“Ouch!”

managing to stay on his feet

Shakin

who had already bulldozed his way into the dressing

wiping off their makeup and changing into their regular

of startled

them no mind, cutting straight to the chase. “Where is S? Tell

with me!”

“Her?”

“S?”

room as every gaze instinctively

had already wiped away her makeup and was without her mask. However, she reacted swiftly, slipping it back on the

served to make her stand out even more. Cody’s eyes gleamed

loud, amused laugh burst from his throat.

zeroed in on

you have

still lake. “Good evening. May I ask what this

not see her face, but something about her

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