By admin No Mercy, No Forgiveness Novel Ch 33
But once he started talking, he’d nag like an elder–who knows where he got that from.
Sometimes Maureen felt he was the parent and she the child.
“Okay, Mommy will remember everything.”
Only after Jacob finished did Maureen reluctantly hang up.
She had depression, weak hearing, and was pregnant. When she first moved abroad, she’d lie awake all night unable
to eat.
After the children were born, though uncured, her condition improved.
As they grew older and started walking and talking, both boys naturally began caring for her.
They became her lifeline in this world….
Maureen drank the milk, took her vitamins, then opened the suitcase. Inside were two rabbit plushies carrying the faint scent of milk.
That night, Maureen lay in bed, holding them and slept very soundly.
The next day, early in the morning.
Maureen received a text message.
“Geoffrey is coming back today, and he’ll be at the InterContinental Hotel at nine tonight for a charity auction.”
Before coming back here, Maureen had already asked people back home to look into Geoffrey.
She knew he was handling a project overseas and would be back soon, but she didn’t expect it to be this fast!
It had been four years. Although she had gradually let go, the thought of having to approach this man again made her feel extremely conflicted.
At nine in the evening, the charity Holiday Gala officially began.
Someone as powerful as Geoffrey had a private box and didn’t need to bid in person; his assistant or secretary took care of it.
On the second floor, in the VIP box, Geoffrey, dressed in a sharp suit, watched the charity auction downstairs with cold, obsidian–like eyes.
He was here today for a necklace.
It was a keepsake Maureen had left behind at the Ramirez family home, which Noelle and Maureen’s brother had sold
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off cheaply overseas, and now it had made its way back.
Over the years, he had never missed any news about Maureen, no matter what it was.
After several auction items in a row, it was soon time for that emerald jewelry necklace, with a starting bid of ten mil- lion.
Geoffrey’s secretary immediately raised the paddle: “Twenty million.”
The crowd couldn’t help but murmur in astonishment–the bid had doubled instantly. Many tycoons recognized Geof- frey’s secretary.
Everyone knew better than to cross Geoffrey.
Just as all assumed the necklace belonged to Geoffrey, an unexpected twist occurred.
A woman of almost enchantingly striking beauty raised her paddle: “Thirty million.”
Not a sound could be heard as everyone held their breath–not because of the staggering bid, but because she dared to challenge Geoffrey.
In recent years, Geoffrey had grown increasingly ruthless. Anyone who dared take what he desired met with ruin or a fate worse than death!
Geoffrey reigned as this city’s undisputed ruler; none dared defy him.
As the woman spoke, Geoffrey’s gaze locked onto her. His dark pupils constricted, his heartbeat seeming to halt in that instant.
Reflected in Geoffrey’s obsidian eyes was Maureen’s devastatingly beautiful face.
Gone was the woman who four years prior wore only darker shades without makeup. Now she stood draped in an ivory off–shoulder V–neck gown, raven hair cascading over her shoulders, a pearl hairpin adorning her temple–radiant yet elegantly restrained.
At this moment, Geoffrey’s blood surged through his veins.
Maureen!
Downstairs, before stepping inside, Maureen had already noticed the most luxurious and best–positioned private box overlooking the auction floor.
The box featured one–way glass–those inside could see out, but outsiders couldn’t see in.
She deliberately chose a seat visible from that box.
Then, as if casually, she glanced upward toward it.
That fleeting look held not a flicker of emotion in her eyes.
Inside the box, Geoffrey’s assistant Wayne stared in astonishment. “Ms. Ramirez!”
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Geoffrey clenched his fists, fighting the urge to rush downstairs, and ordered Wayne:
“Withdraw our bid.”
“Understood.”
The secretary downstairs received the instruction and ceased bidding.
The crowd had expected a high–stakes spending battle, but Geoffrey had surprisingly withdrawn.
They all looked on in shock.
Who was this woman daring to challenge Geoffrey?
And why had he conceded to her…
After the charity auction, per venue rules, the winning bidder was required to pay and collect the item.
Backstage.
When Maureen stepped into the sparsely furnished room, her eyes immediately landed on Geoffrey sitting all by him- self on the sofa.
The man’s tall frame was draped in a black suit that accentuated his aloof elegance. His chiseled face remained impas- sive, those dark, fathomless eyes locking onto her the moment she entered.
“Maureen!”
Geoffrey’s gaze pierced through Maureen, his thin lips parting slightly.
He waited–waited for her explanation. Why had she faked her death and vanished for four years? Where had she gone? What had she done?
Four years had changed her so much….
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