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.

ought to start thinking more about yourself," Magnus said. "You're the CEO of the prestigious Jamieson Group. How can you not even

think I can just throw around a few billion on

over to the merchandise section, where he selected a bracelet of decent quality and

the bracelet to Chelsea later. One way or another, he had set his sights on her, and he

over Chelsea's necklace, the rest of the auction

a while, Cecilia lost interest and excused herself

formally greet Chelsea and

pleasant smile, then gestured toward Allen. "This is

puzzled. Allen Leighton... Alec Leighton? Their names

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

ent

ensure Allen made strong impression today, it would only be a matter of time before Chelsea's parents did their own digging

Miranda believed that if Chelsea showed even the slightest interest in Allen, with the right

it wasn't impossible to push

with Allen," Phoebe said

Chelsea hadn't planned on

entertaining the conversation. She