N hadn’t expected Damon to force Reba to marry Nathaniel.


    “After everything she put you through, you don’t want to get back at her?” Vrie asked.


    If it were five years ago, N might have sought revenge.


    Since having Mason, her only goal had been to work hard and provide a happy, carefree life for him. Other matters simply didn’t hold the same significance anymore.


    “Didn’t you say she married Nathaniel and suffers frequent abuse? That sounds like retribution to me,” N replied.


    Vrie pouted and scoffed. “You might be able to let it go, but I can’t. She’s been hiding for years, so I haven’t had a chance to deal with her. Now that she’s finally out in public, I definitely have to teach her a


    lesson.”


    N frowned. “Vrie, I know you’re trying to stand up for me, but it’s <i>not </i>worth it. You said she’s with that Mr. Nuttall, right? Don’t go offending others because of me.”


    “Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing,” Vrie assured her.


    Realizing that Vrie wouldn’t listen, N could only sigh helplessly.


    Soon, the auction began.


    N wasn’t interested in the jewelry anymore. She rested her chin in her hand and watched casually. In contrast, Vrie was fully engaged, frequently raising her paddle to bid.


    “Not long after the auction started, Reba noticed them. When she saw N, her face darkened, and she dug her fingers into her palm, ring at her with intense resentment.


    Ondo sensed the shift in her mood and followed her gaze. When he saw N sitting beside Vrie, his eyes shed with intrigue.


    “You know her?” he asked.


    Reba quickly looked away and said in a low voice, “No.<i>” </i>


    Ondo raised an eyebrow but didn’t press further.


    As the auction continued, Reba noticed that Vrie had won several pieces of jewelry. N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content.


    A calcting look shed in her eyes as she clung to Ondo’s arm, her voice sweet and flirtatious. “Mr. Nuttall, I like that set of jewelry.”


    Ondo was clearly enjoying her attention. “Go ahead and bid. Anything under 15,000,000 dors is yours.”


    He had recently taken an interest in Reba, so he was willing to spend some money to make her happy.


    “Thank you, Mr Nuttall Reba said sweetly.


    Her flirtatious tone melted Ondo’s heart, and he yfully pinched her waist


    As a result, every time Vrie expressed interest in a plece, Reba deliberately raised the price,


    causing Vrie to buy the jewelry at much higher amounts.


    Despite this, Vrie remained calm, smiling all the while.


    Soon, Vrie started bidding on a set valued at 7,000,000 dors.


    Reba raised the price again.


    Vrie narrowed her eyes and called out directly, “15,000,000 dors.”


    Reba raised her paddle at Vrie’s provocative nce, calling, “20,000,000 dors.”


    She was confident that Vrie would continue bidding since Vrie had been pursuing this particr set from the start, clearly indicating she wanted it badly.


    As soon as she made her bid, the room fell silent.


    Ondo’s face darkened. However, given the prominent figures present, he restrained himself from questioning her immediately, merely giving her a cold look.


    Startled by his reaction, Reba exined in a whisper, “Mr. Nuttall, I don’t intend to buy it. Vrie is


    sure to outbid me.”


    Ondo frowned. “You’re sure?”


    “Yes,” Reba replied.


    As soon as she spoke, the auctioneer began calling out, “20,000,000 dors, going once!”


    There were no other bids.


    Reba looked appalled as she turned to Vrie, who was looking back at her with a mocking smile. It was clear Vrie had seen through her strategy.