In the Lap of Luxury

Chapter 21

Chapter 21 Much Ado About an Assistant

Benjamin’s text was just as overbearing as the man himself.

“What happened today was Celia’s fault. She will apologize to you, but you have to apologize

to Yvonne as well!”

Grace was furious. “What a f**king asshat. Does he have shit in his head instead of a brain?”

she cursed as she blocked his contact.

Emily smirked at her. “Babe, you’re going to the auction with Aaron tomorrow, right? I’ll choose your outfit for you. Let me see your closet,” she begged.

“No problem. Pick whatever you want,” Grace said.

As soon as she pushed open the closet door, Emily exclaimed, “Wow, this is huge! It’s even bigger than our boutique in Pamore!”

Grace’s closet extended three floors below her room. It was filled with all sorts of jewelry and

clothes from luxury brands.

Aaron had renovated it especially for her when she came back. It had only been completed yesterday.

“I thought my closet was big enough. Yours takes the cake,” Emily said, staring at all the

colorful clothes.

Grace took a dress and held it against herself as she stood in front of the mirror with it.

“It’s okay. I might need to extend it in the future if there isn’t enough space.”

She had really been too naive in the past. What was wrong with staying with her family and getting her inheritance?

While they were talking, her butler, Jacob Zimmerman, knocked on her door. When he entered the room, he was followed by two maids. They pushed a rack full of gowns inside.

“Ms. Grace, Prada sent us their newest collection today. Everything has been tailored to your

size.

“These gowns are not available on the market yet. They wanted you to choose what you liked

first.”

Emily looked at her with starry eyes and k*ssed her on the cheek. “You’re the best, babe!”

The two started laughing.

Meanwhile, Benjamin stared at the single tick beside his message, his expression livid. He knew Grace never turned her phone off– she had obviously blocked him.

He slammed the phone onto the seat, startling Celia.

That woman … She had blocked him!

Clearly, Grace wouldn’t help him with his issue. “Any news from Amirate?” he asked Larry.

Feeling the pressure, Larry answered with some difficulty, “No, they’re ignoring us.”

Benjamin loosened his tie in irritation. “Did you get Aaron Lewis‘ schedule?”

“I did. He’s going to the auction held by Kristina’s the day after tomorrow,” Larry answered.

Benjamin frowned. “We’ll go too. Prepare for that.”

Hearing this, Celia perked up. “Benjamin, I want to go too! I’ve never been to an auction. Can I go see?”

“I’m going there for business. You’ll just be in my way,” Benjamin said. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“Benjamin, please,” Celia begged.

“Let me go too.”

Seeing that Benjamin wasn’t going to back down, she turned to Yvonne, who had been pretending to sleep all this time.

“Yvonne, help me. I promise I won’t do anything rash this time.”

Yvonne woke up and smiled gently. “Benjamin, don’t worry. I’ll go with you and keep an eye

on Celia.”

Since she had guaranteed that there would be no trouble, Benjamin agreed to let them tag along.

Almost everyone in the upper classes of Darai attended Kristina’s auction.

A Rolls–Royce pulled to a stop in front of the auction venue. Benjamin stepped out of the car with Yvonne on his arm.

He looked handsome and confident. Frail and lovely, Yvonne seemed like a perfect match for

him.

Behind them, Celia got out of the car, smoothing down her dress awkwardly.

Those who knew Benjamin came up to them for small talk. Just then, there was a commotion nearby.

“Amirate really knows how to make an entrance. Even a mere assistant can get such a huge welcome,” someone muttered.

At the same time, the door to a Lincoln opened. Grace stepped out of the car under numerous gazes, looking magnificent in her red gown.