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Chapter 142
At this moment, the maid’s body trembled.
“There’s no way this woman is really Mr. Robbins’, right? If so, this continues man…
The thoughts he had were written all over his face. He could barely hold them back.
Harvey was in no hurry.
“Jake Surrey used his connections with the top brass of York Enterprise to get close to Mandy. The problem is, they won’t do well.”
As the Steward arrived, Harvey said to him, “Didn’t you say I couldn’t attend the auction without an invitation? Why are you here, asking me back?
What kind of joke am I to you?”
The maid screamed inside.
‘Woe to you man! No, You’re an unfaithful Deceiver!
How dare you still try to show off? If It Wasn’t For Mr. Robbins, you wouldn’t even have the qualifications to sweep the bathroom floor of the Mountain Peak Villa!
Unfortunately, he did not dare to express these emotions. Instead, he said respectfully, “I beg your pardon, sir. I didn’t know you were an important guest, Mr. Robbins.
Forgive us for being so unresponsive.”
As he spoke, the maid dropped her hands in sorrow.
The two guards also stood still with their hands down. They couldn’t do anything about it. Who knew that these two were Mr. Robbins’ important guests? If they didn’t escort them back, they might even lose their livelihood.
At the entrance of the VIP room inside the Mountain Peak auction.
Dawson Robbins stood smiling as he saw Harvey York and Yvonne Xavier walking towards him.
“Youre here.”
The CEO of another company standing not far away saw this and was dumbfounded. How did this shabby-looking young man be held in such high regard by Niumhi Commercial Bank President Dawson Robbins?
Dawson didn’t care about other people’s appearances, nor did he have any intention of introducing Mr. York to them. He said quietly, “I understand you are a wise man, Mr. York, then I don’t greet you from the main entrance. The maids from before don’t know about your identity. Forgive their rudeness.”
Harvey York laughed. “Can’t blame them. I’m too poor to even buy new clothes.”
“Ha ha ha. You always love to joke around, Mr. York.”
Dawson said, laughing. “Then please come in.
I have a good place where outsiders can’t see.
That way, no one can interfere with us.”
“Leave Yvonne in the waiting room. If there was anything I wanted, he could take a picture of it for me. As for me, I want to go downstairs and have a look.” Harvey said after some thought.
Yvonne nodded briefly. He understood that Harvey York had his own arrangements, so he entered the VIP room without further guests.
Harvey York, on the other hand, has to check out Mandy Zimmer. He didn’t want anyone to deceive this pure young lady.
Dawson laughed.
“Not a problem, as long as Mr. York is fine with that. If it’s fine with you, please rest in my waiting room before the auction begins.”
“Of course.” Harvey smiled.
While the two were talking, screams of anger resounded from the back of the hall.
An icy beauty had entered the hall, her presence alone instantly capturing the attention of everyone within.
Harvey York looked at the woman. He looked familiar, but he couldn’t recognize her.
Dawson Robbins took a sharp breath. “Why is he here?”
Harvey followed Dawson’s line of sight. “Do you know him, Mr. Robbins?”
“Of course,” Dawson said quietly. “His status is completely unusual. She is the eldest daughter of the Naiswells from the provincial capital.”
“The Naiswells?”
Harvey frowned slightly. Then, he suddenly remembered.
“You mean the Naiswells that are currently in the antigue business?”
“That’s right. She is the woman from the Naiswells, Rosalie Naiswell.”
Dawson took a deep breath.
“On the surface, it looks like they are running a normal antiques business, but the reality is much deeper than this. For the Naiswells, cash and fixed assets are only a small part of their property. Their rare and unique antiques are their family’s “true assets.”
“And Miss Naiswell… she is an Amex black card aclient.”
Harvey York immediately understood. Anyone with an Amex black card must have at least billions of dollars in assets. This is not a feat that anyone can achieve.
Who would have thought that a woman as cold as an arctic wind could be this rich?
“Nona Naiswell.”
Dawson approached him with a smile.
“Ah, Mr. Robbins. It’s been a long time.”
Rosalie Naiswell was a cold woman, but even she understood Dawson Robbins was not a simple man