After nearly two weeks of recovery in the hospital, I was finally well enough to leave. I didn’t go back to the mansion. Instead, I rented a small place elsewhere. During that time, James never once contacted me.
On the other hand, Celine messaged me almost every day.
It turned out that James took her watching the sunset, walking on the beach, kissing under the Eiffel Tower, holding hands at the foot of Mount Fuji. During the two weeks I lay in the hospital, they seemed to live in bliss.
In fact, Celine even sent pictures of them in bed together everyday.
At first, the pain was unbearable. But after some time, I grew calm. I saved every single photo carefully. Each one of them was a future weapon for revenge. I thought I could stay this way until the divorce papers arrived and I finally walked away.
However, just as the sun was setting one evening, a group of bodyguards appeared at my door.
Ding dong!
My phone buzzed. It was a message from James.
[Adrianne, you’ve been gone for half a month. That’s enough. Come to Sotheby’s now. I’ve sent someone to get you.]
I frowned in response. When I was about to reply, one of the bodyguards grabbed my arm.
“Madam, please cooperate. We’re just following Mr. Goldwyn’s orders.”
I struggled, but a sharp pain hit the back of my neck. After that, everything went black. When I woke up, I was already in a car on the way to the Sotheby’s.
Celine sat in front of me, leaning close to James. Their figures almost touched each other. When she saw that I was awake, she smiled mysteriously.
“Adrianne, you’re finally up. I was worried you wouldn’t make it to the most important part.”
Somehow, my heart skipped a beat as I couldn’t stop myself from frowning. Before I could respond, the auctioneer’s voice echoed through the hall.
“Next, our highlight item is the secret perfume formulas of the world-renowned perfumer, Queen! Ten in total. All of them are highly confidential secrets. Starting bid is one million dollars each!”
The moment I heard it, I looked at Celine in anger.
“You’re auctioning off my perfume formulas!”
Those ten formulas were mine. In fact, I had kept in my private lab at home. Celine must have found them and auctioned them without hesitation.
Celine covered her mouth and laughed lightly as she responded, “Adrianne, what are you talking about? These are my creations. I’m Queen.”
My eyes widened in anger. James, who stood next to her, gave me a warning look. He was clearly displeased. I didn’t have time to argue with them. Immediately, I raised my board.
Each of those formulas was a labor of love. Even if I could make new and better ones, these would be special for me.
“Bid placed! Number 888 has joined the bidding!” the auctioneer announced excitedly.
I didn’t wait for the rest of the crowd. Immediately, I started bidding for all ten at once.
But before I could go any further, Celine spoke again in a mocking tone, “Adrianne, do you even have that kind of money? Once the auctioneer checks your balance, don’t embarrass the Goldwyn Family.”
I smirked coldly in response, “I have more than enough to buy this whole auction house. Unlike some people who call themselves Queen, I don’t need others to pay for me. Not even a single million.”
My words made her expression darken. She turned to James with a pitiful pout.
“James, I’m only sharing these formulas because I want more people to enjoy the beauty of fragrance. And I plan to donate all the proceeds to charity. If you let her buy them, everything I worked for will be wasted.”
She clung to his arm. James looked down at her tenderly before nodding in agreement. The next second, the verification machine in front of me suddenly started beeping!
