His Beloved Mate

Chapter 78 The Auction

Damn it! Only... 10000?!

Sure enough, she and the capitalist had a different understanding of money.

"The evening dress and the shoes for a banquet are usually thrown away or sold at an auction after

wearing them once," said Cheryl with a smile.

Cassie was really shocked when she thought the shoes were thrown away. When she heard that there

was still an auction, she was relieved. She said, "Ok. Take it to the auction after I wear it."

Dylan took her shoes, pushed her to the sofa and helped her put them on. Then he looked her up and

down carefully.

Cassie also looked at the shoes on her feet. Her fair skin was more beautiful in this pair of shoes.

She chuckled and said, "Not bad."

Dylan held her hand and said, "Let's go."

She nodded and followed him into the car.

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Today's charity auction was held by famous people in the business circle.

As soon as Dylan and Cassie got out of the car, numerous cameras shone on them. She held his arm

and got out of the car. The bodyguards blocked a way for them. The moment the door of the venue

opened, the crystal lights reflected the blurred light, falling on Dylan and Cassie.

On both sides of the venue were the musicians who were playing music.

As soon as they entered, Thomas and Shirley saw them with a smile. Thomas had something to talk

with Dylan, so he let go of the two girls.

"Why did you straighten your hair?" Shirley asked Cassie with a smile.

Cassie cast a glance at Dylan and said, "He said girls are more beautiful with straight hair."

Shirley asked, "Are you reconciled?"

Cassie nodded, "Yes."

"It's said that a couple quarrels at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed..."

Cassie covered Shirley's mouth with her hand and said, "Stop!"

With a knowing smile, Shirley said, "Okay, okay, I won't tell you anymore."

Since Cassie was not allowed to drink, she had to drink some drinks. Holding a glass of orange juice,

Cassie turned around and saw Ryan. She said, "I'm going to say hello, Shirley."

With a smile, Shirley nodded and let her go.

Ryan was enjoying the view outside the French window. And Cassie patted his back gently.

He turned around and looked at Cassie. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but soon it turned

into joy.

"Cassie."

With a smile, Cassie said, "I happened to see you, so I came to say hello. By the way, I've read the

script of 100 Days of Sweet Love again. It's much better than mine. I haven't said thanks to you"

Ryan smiled and said, "That depends on the original work. Otherwise, no matter how powerful the

scriptwriter is, it won't work. Besides, don't flatter me. For the name of scriptwriter, your name is in front

of me."

Ryan chuckled and asked, "I heard that you didn't give the role to Betty?"

Cassie nodded, "What's wrong? The capitalist has said that I have the right to decide the actors and

actresses. Although Nicki is a new comer, I think her performance of the role is much better than that of

Betty. In the current TV series, it seemed that even a few faces could be seen. It was time to change a

new actress. Don't you believe my judgement?"

Ryan smiled gently and said, "I didn't say that I don't believe you. On the contrary, I'm looking forward

to what kind of acting skill will make you look good. But if you give up Betty, will Dylan agree?"

Cassie chuckled, "He said, as long as I am happy."

Hearing this, Ryan was a little stunned. Someone patted him on the shoulder. He turned around in

astonishment, "Are you free, Ryan? I have something to talk with you alone."

Ryan chuckled, looking at Cassie and said, "Sorry, I have something to do. I have to leave now."

After nodding her head, she turned around and was about to find the capitalist.

When she turned around, she saw Johnson and Jasper.

"… Enemies are bound to meet in a narrow alley. If I can't afford to offend them, why can't I hide?"

Cassie muttered in a low voice and was about to bypass them.

Coincidentally, at a glance of the crowd, Johnson saw Cassie. He shook the red wine in his hand, took

a sip of it with a smile, and said to Jasper, "Here, see. Why don't you go and say hello to her?"NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Of course, Jasper noticed Cassie and shouted, "Mrs. Dylan."

Cassie closed her eyes and looked like stepping on dog shit. She tried to turn around with a smile and

said to Jasper, "Mr. Jasper, what can I do for you?"

Jasper's eyes were attracted by the dazzling light of the diamond on her feet. Johnson secretly made a

face and said, "Damn it! Dylan is so generous!"

Confused, Cassie looked at Johnson and asked, "What? What are you talking about? !"

Jasper sneered, "Not bad. You are getting more and more powerful."

"… What are you talking about?"

Johnson said, "You really don't know? !"

Cassie shook her head in a daze. Johnson said, "This pair of shoes on your feet is the work of the chief

designer of G.S group, which is the only one in the world. There is only one pair for each number. The

marked price is 700000. One of the shoes was decorated with diamonds of more than 30 carats, and

two are more than 60 carats. At that time, Jasper scolded that the designer of this shoes was fool. He

said that this kind of shoes was beautiful, but no one would pay for it. I didn't expect that Dylan would

really buy it for you."

Damn it! So Jasper was saying that Dylan was a fool?!

No! Only she could scold her husband, and no one else could!

Cassie raised her chin arrogantly, looked at Johnson and said, "Shut up! You are the fool!"

Choked by her imposing manner, Johnson shut his mouth. Jasper sneered, "That's why I said you are

getting more and more powerful. Dylan's taste is getting worse."

She had coaxed Dylan into buying her this kind of shoes. He really didn't know what Dylan was

thinking.

Clenching her fists, Cassie felt a familiar warmth coming from her waist. She raised her head, looked at

Dylan and said, "Why are you here?"

"Someone bullied my wife. Of course I have to come here," said Dylan with a stern look.

After saying that, he tightened his grip on Cassie's waist. Cassie was almost like being held by

someone and clung to the side of Dylan. Although she was tired of being carried by the capitalist, she

and the capitalist were like grasshoppers on a rope in front of outsiders.

Johnson explained, "No, no, no. I didn't bully her."

Then he muttered, "I just said one sentence, and she has a lot to retort. In fact, she bullied me."

Jasper looked at Dylan with disdain.

Cassie smiled, "They didn't bully me."

"Mr. Jasper, I hope you won't get my wife involved in our business. She is innocent."