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Chapter 183 He’s Back
The manager at the auction house was momentarily at a loss for words. Despite years in the trade, this was a situation he’d never encountered.
Even if Beth hadn’t said that, it was evident that she had withdrawn her desire to sell the item.
But what could they do even if they knew what she was du
The item was already damaged, and her reasoning sounded just.
Maggie fixed her gaze on Beth, clearly unwilling to drop the issue. She hadn’t prevented Beth from calling in auction experts to inspect the goods.
However, she could still insist that the auction house demand an explanation from the Brays.
“Ms. Bray, it appears that you have forgotten that although you consigned this manuscript, the determination of its condition falls to the auction house experts. If everyone were to employ tactics like yours, what would become of the auction house’s reputation?” Maggie succinctly hit the nail on the head.
The manager snapped out of his reverie and gave Beth a displeased look. “Ms. Bray, Ms. Adam is right. Destroying a sold item publicly goes against the rules.”
Beth responded bluntly. “To the best of my knowledge, there’s no such rule at the auction house. Besides, I spilled wine accidentally. Ms. Adam, If you don’t mind, you can keep the manuscript. After all, I was just trying to compensate you fairly and mitigate your loss….
Within a few minutes, Beth changed her stance once again.
Despite everyone knowing the truth, she insisted it was an accident, leaving the manager speechless.
“Ms. Bray, I will report this matter truthfully to the management,” the manager said with a serious tone.
Beth smiled indifferently. “As you should, but you should know that my uncle serves on the auction house’s board, so I’m more familiar with the rules here than you are. I admit to accidentally damaging the item. Of course, if you’re not satisfied, Ms. Adam, I can offer further compensation…. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.
With this statement, she made it clear to Maggie that the auction house wouldn’t take pupitive action against her.
Maggie had to accept it, whether she liked it or not.
The manager was stunned for a moment. Anyone who could come here had some kind of background, but he hadn’t anticipated that Beth’s uncle would be on the board of the auction house.
“Maggie, I understand what you’re thinking, but now that the manuscript is destroyed, you can only chalk it up to bad luck. Besides, there’s nothing you can do about me,” Beth said with a cold smile, a trace of satisfaction in her expression.
Suddenly, a deep voice cut through the tension. “Remove all the Brays from Vangard Auction House, and blacklist Beth from all Harris Group’s companies.”
Everyone froze at these words. Maggie couldn’t help but glance up, astounded to see the man who she had thought was overseas.
Nathael wore a light blue shirt paired with a navy blue suit, his physique impeccable,
Maggie was stunned for a moment, surprise evident in her eyes.
He’s back? Since when?
After the initial shock, Maggie composed herself and assessed the man before her
Is he recovered? Is his arm alright?
Recalling the photos Lucas sent her and the sight of him lying in a pool of blood, Maggie’s heart twisted.
His complexion was paler now, and his bangs were slightly longer, concealing a scar on his forehead.
Maggie knew there was a relatively small cut there, although he would always try to hide it by dimming the lights during their video calls.
Maggie swallowed her words, but her gaze couldn’t help but linger on his injured arm.
His arm hung at his side, his joints slender and distinct, with only two small cuts visible.
But despite him trying to look normal, Maggie knew the injury wouldn’t heal so quickly.
“W–What? Do you know what you’re saying, Nathael?” Beth regained her senses, evidently surprised by Nathael’s sudden appearance and words.
Nathael shifted his gaze from Maggie to Beth, his eyes deep and cold. “What do you think the auction house’s rules are. Ms. Bray? Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you have a relative working at Vangard?”
Mia, observing from the sidelines, found the scene intriguing. For the first time, she realized Nathael wasn’t bad.
Emma was also somewhat anxious, as she did not expect Nathael to disregard the bond they shared for Maggie’s sake.
“Mr. Harris, it was an accident. Beth didn’t damage the manuscript on purpose. Don’t you think it’s overkill to blacklist her from the auction and the company-
Emma’s words were interrupted by Nathael’s stern voice.
“It seems both her and your judgment are flawed. I’ll introduce a medical expert to Mr. Holland later to conduct a thorough checkup on you two. Nathael’s eyes were icy as he stared at Emma.
His demeanor was imposing, with a cold, handsome countenance and piercing eyes.
Emma paled as she realized Nathael was warning her.
Nathael’s methods had always been ruthless, and now his authority was indisputable. The Hollands had always held him in high regard; if he conveyed the message to her father, she would undoubtedly face difficulties.
“Nathael, are you serious? Are you really going to defend this woman? Beth’s eyes were red, filled with disbelief.
Though teary–eyed, she held back her tears, unwilling to lose face in front of Maggie and her companions.
Beth had expected Nathael to provide an explanation or even offer noble justifications.
However, he remained silent with his black eyes fixed on her. He parted his lips to utter a single word.
“Yes.
In that moment, Beth felt as though her heart had been twisted, and she struggled to catch her breath.
Emma rushed to her side, offering support. “Beth…”
“The Brays and Harrises have always been chose. Nathael, aren’t you worried about the repercussions? Our elders may find this a hard pill to swallow. Besides, did they give their blessings for you to be with Maggie? Your future doesn’t look promising!” Beth’s voice trembled, each word feeling like a dagger.
Maggie smiled, and before Nathael could
y anything, she stepped forward and took his arm with a smile. “When Nathael and I get married, we’ll send you a special invitation, Ms. Bray,”
Beth’s vision dimmed. A bitter taste rose in her throat, and she was seeing red.
Nathael lowered his gaze to her, his black eyes holding a hint of tenderness and temptation. “I have Torvalan’s original manuscript. Do you want to come over and get it tonight?”