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As they stood at the hall entrance, Jacob turned and smiled at Moira. “I think she has something to tell
you.”
She glared at him. Taking Heidi’s hand, she trudged ahead.
Jacob shook his head as he saw his daughter almost being dragged.
“Hold on a minute.”
Jonah yelled out for attention. He had been ignored all this while.
Jacob was about to take a step when he heard him call out. He turned and looked at him.
The man was good looking and quite tall with wide shoulders. He was well dressed in a tailored suit.
No doubt from an expensive brand. He was the archetypal tall, rich, and handsome.
“How can I help you?” Jacob raised an eyebrow at him.
He remembered that this man from the restaurant earlier. He almost made him out to be a kidnapper
who was trying to kidnap his own daughter.
Jonah nodded solemnly, “Do you know what you just did?”
Scaremonger.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJacob frowned.
“You better believe it!” Jonah took a step towards them and said softly. “Yuna Fest is of Paramount’s
Fests. Offending her is equivalent to your demise!”
The Fests? Our demise? Jacob frowned, but his eyes remained cold.
His expression changed all of a sudden. “Sure. Come at me.” He said nonchalantly. He promptly turned
and left.
“Hey! You…”
Jonah watched as Jacob slowly disappeared from sight. He was completely befuddled. This was not
the reaction I expected!
At half past eight in the evening, the largest event hall in The Pavilion was lit up. The chandeliers were
sparkling, and the tables were covered with either white velvet or fabric made out of feather gauze. The
tables sat politicians and businessmen with their families from Paramount’s upper class.
On one of these unremarkable tables sat Jacob. He was wearing a black, tailor made suit.
On his right, Jerry sat dressed in a custom-made, lightweight, snow white suit. Opposite Jacob was
Heidi. She was wearing a poofy white princess dress. She giggled occasionally at something funny
Jacob had said.
Next to her was Moira. Jerry, apart from glancing at her at the beginning, treated her as if she were part
of the backdrop.
As leader of the Shadow Rangers, Jerry was aware of how Moira treated his boss on the daily. Besides
her good looks, he did not have a good impression of her.
Their table was empty except for the four of them.
Willow had intended to sit with them. Unfortunately as she was one of the VVIPs in attendance, she
could not just sit wherever she pleased.
And as for Gerald, he was head of security for this event and did not have the time to sit down. Just
under an hour, he had caught three groups of reporters who tried to sneak into the hotel in hopes of
scoring themselves an exclusive.
The most important table was at the center of the hall, table No. 1. It was the center of everyone’s
attention.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBenny Fest from the Everwin group sat in the middle. His company was one of the top hundred in the
Central Federation. He was also the chairperson for the Paramount’s Chamber of Commerce which
was in charge of the charity auction.
On his left was Willow Milgrim, the chairperson for the Draco Chamber of Commerce. She was behind
the new collaboration project that had a funding of billions of bucks. This would benefit businesses in
Paramount.
Sitting on his right was Edwin Townsend, one of the most powerful and prestigious members of the
Central Federation Parliament.
Yuna, who was wearing a brand new evening gown, glowered at her husband on table No. 2, the table
next to them. “I asked you to find out who he is, and you’ve found nothing so far!”
Charlie’s eyes flashed with annoyance. He leaned in and whispered in his wife’s ear, “I don’t know
what’s going on, but hotel security would not hand over the surveillance footage no matter how much I
asked!”
“Trash!” Yuna scowled.
At that instant, the lights dimmed, and a spotlight shone onto the auction table in the front of the event
hall.
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