Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love
Chapter 1502 - 1505: Charity Auction (3) (Additional 5)

Chapter 1502: Chapter 1505: Charity Auction (3) (Additional 5)

"Wow, the Scott family has really fallen to the last ten rows?"

"Unexpectedly, at usual auctions, the Scott family always occupies the first row."

"Alas, times have changed. Haven’t you seen Commander Scott sitting in the first row? It seems that this time Commander Scott is serious. Mr. Scott really failed to maintain his dignity in his later years, choosing that good-for-nothing Mason over his own accomplished grandson."

Among the guests, there are many who love to watch the drama without fretting about the consequences.

Especially with Mason’s voice, loud enough for everyone to hear, serving as a reminder of the Scott family’s current plight.

"Keep your voice down... isn’t it shameful enough!" Mr. Scott whispered sternly, if it weren’t for the fact that they were now in the same boat with Theodore Lucas.

He would never have come to this humiliating auction today.

"But Dad, we have always sat in the first row, when have we ever sat in the last ten rows? Look..."

"Customers with a silver invitation need to have at least seventy five million in our auction house account, bronze thirty million, gray fifteen million.

Mason hadn’t finished speaking when he was interrupted by the waiter.

"If this Sir can meet the standards, we can upgrade your seat. But if you do not meet the standard, I’m sorry, you are not qualified to sit in the front row. If you do not follow the rules and take your seat, then we will have to ask you to leave."

"I...I..." Mason really wanted to grit his teeth and say that he could add the money in his account to seventy five million.

But in reality, he was very aware.

Without Larry Scott, their family’s liquid assets had long been depleted.

If they again took out seventy five million for the auction company’s account, pretending to be richer than they were, then in the future, they could really only survive by selling the old man’s collectibles.

"Forget it, what’s there still to argue about, come with me to the back," Christopher Scott, more aware of the situation than Mason, pulled him towards the back.

Compared to being thrown out by security, of course, it’s less embarrassing to stay in the venue.

Mason had no choice but to shut up and dejectedly sit in the last tenth row behind Mr. Scott.

Even if it is the last ten rows, the Scott family still has to sit in the first one!

Many people witnessed this scene, some sighed for the Scott family, and others felt cold about Larry’s ruthlessness.

Larry slightly turned his head back, glanced at the rear, was about to turn back, his gaze suddenly captured by a figure in the corner of the seventh row.

Larry’s deep, unfathomable black pupils flickered slightly.

Sylvia, she really came!

Sylvia, sensing Larry’s gaze, hooked her lips into a smile towards him.

Then, she extended her slender, fair index finger to her lips, warning her brother to keep it a secret.

Larry, helpless, could only sit up straight again under Sylvia’s disdainful and urging gaze.

...

After a while, as the guests arrived one after another, the entire venue was almost packed full.

Except for the VIP seats in the first row, there were still two seats empty.

*

At the same time, in a luxurious and extravagant private room inside the club, Lily was sitting with Aidan Lucas.

"Why aren’t we going out yet? It’s almost time." Lily couldn’t stand Aidan Lucas’s secretive ways any longer.

He had been dawdling since leaving the house, and now that they had arrived, he was hiding in the private room and not going out.

This charity auction event is hosted by the Royal Palace, and as the organizer, Aidan Lucas was actually dragging his feet until now to not make an appearance.

"Honey, don’t worry, just wait a bit more." Aidan Lucas gently soothed the woman, his smile deepening at the corners of his lips.

Lily couldn’t hold back anymore, she leaned forward and hooked her arms around his neck, "Ethan, husband... stop hiding it from me, what exactly are you planning to do to Vivian Walters and her family, tell me, please?"

[To be continued]