When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 1932

Chapter 1932 I Hope You Will Reject Me

That struck a nerve. Miranda knew all too well how strict her uncle and aunt were. If they found out their son had blown the equivalent of an entire project's budget- eighty million on a necklace just to impress a girl, they'd be livid.

Her fists clenched. "Don't call home. I'll cover the difference."

Allen gave her a slow, easy smile. "Thanks, Miranda."

Miranda was frustrated. She doubted he'd repay her.

All she could do now was pray that Allen's meeting with Chelsea would go well, and that there'd be no surprises, no stumbles. If the two really got together, maybe all this wouldn't feel like such a waste.

The first auction item had gone for a staggering eighty million, setting a high bar from the outset. As the event continued, items worth tens of millions no longer raised eyebrows-they had been completely overshadowed.

Chelsea's parents had originally planned to use the auction to quietly evaluate the capabilities of the city's elite young heirs. What they hadn't anticipated was turning such an impressive profit. Only ten percent of the proceeds were earmarked for donation, but even that sliver amounted to a fortune by ordinary standards.

Cecilia, aiming to maintain the appearance of modest means, refrained from bidding even on pieces she admired.

Magnus, observing her from the side, had initially assumed she was exaggerating her financial constraints. But watching her now, he realized that she wasn't pretending at all.

said. "You're the CEO of the prestigious Jamieson Group. How can you not even

felt amused. Magnus is really spoiled since birth. Not everyone treats money like pocket change. Does he think I can

over to the merchandise section, where he selected a bracelet

another, he had

Chelsea's necklace, the rest of the auction

observing for a while, Cecilia lost interest and excused herself to find a quiet place to

formally greet Chelsea

and Mrs. Rainsworth," Miranda called out with a pleasant smile, then gestured toward Allen. "This is my

Allen Leighton... Alec Leighton? Their names are so

the name vaguely familiar and were about to ask more when Miranda quickly stepped in. "Why don't we let the young people have

ent

critical-delay too long, and complications would arise. If she didn't ensure Allen made strong impression today, it would only be a matter of time before Chelsea's parents

matchmaking anymore. Still, Miranda believed that

impossible to

a nice chat with Allen," Phoebe said with a

Chelsea hadn't planned on

entertaining the conversation. She