Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love
Chapter 1518 - 1521: Vivian Walters’ Identity Exposed (1)

Chapter 1518: Chapter 1521: Vivian Walters’ Identity Exposed (1)

"Old ladies and gentlemen... stray dogs and beggars... What is Mr. Lucas trying to do?"

"I don’t know, could it be on-site donations? But why bring up stray dogs and beggars for on-site donations?"

The guests and reporters below the stage speculated about the intentions of Aidan Lucas.

The auctioneer on stage announced the answer in a timely manner.

"The funds raised by this auction event will mainly be used for charity donations in four areas. The representatives standing on stage are from the community orphanage, nursing home, animal shelter, and a center for the homeless."

"Now, please welcome Mr. Collins, on behalf of the charitable buyers present tonight and the Royal Palace Auction House, to present our donation to the representative of the orphanage."

The positions on stage corresponded one by one: Mr. Collins with the orphanage, Mr. Holbrook with the nursing home, Mason Scott with the animal shelter, and Vivian Walters with the center for the homeless.

Mason Scott, having realized the situation, turned instantly pale.

Especially upon seeing the four stray dogs led by the staff.

Even though those dogs were disabled and not the hounds that had assaulted him that night.

But the sight of dogs still triggered immense panic in him, making his legs tremble, nearly causing him to fall to the ground.

Mason Scott instinctively backed away and reached out to Vivian Walters for help: "Wha, what do we do? Aidan Lucas did this on purpose... those dogs..."

Before he could finish asking for help, he heard Vivian Walters let out a scream as though she saw a ghost.

Fortunately, the lively award ceremony on stage and the background music along with the host’s speaking masked Vivian’s scream.

"Those people, those people..." Vivian Walters pointed at the beggars on the stage, her face filled with traces of hyaluronic acid and plastic surgery showing a look of extreme terror.

Mason Scott felt utterly unlucky.

It was he who sought Vivian Walters for help, wanting to switch the order with her, yet this insane woman was even more startled than him.

She was so scared that she was speaking incoherently, unable to articulate a complete sentence.

Just as Mason Scott was about to pull Vivian Walters to the corner of the auction stage to talk, Mr. Williams and Mr. Holbrook who were ahead of them already completed their donations.

The lively music gradually diminished, and the auctioneer’s enthusiastic voice echoed in the auction hall.

"Please welcome Mr. Mason Scott to come forward, representing the charitable buyers and the Royal Palace Auction House, to donate to the animal shelter!"

Mason Scott was called out, and everyone’s gaze fell on him.

Below the stage, more than ten cameras were aimed at him.

On the LED screens on both sides of the auction stage, a close-up of Mason Scott appeared.

Even though it was already winter, his forehead was soaked with cold sweat; despite suppressing the panic at the bottom of his heart, the continuously trembling cheeks betrayed his internal uncertainty.

"What’s wrong with Mason Scott? Getting scared just by making a donation?"

"Who knows, I came to see Mr. Lucas reveal the so-called evidence. Waited so long, didn’t see any evidence but saw Mason Scott and Lily Gray on stage making donations. What is Mr. Lucas doing? If he’s not providing the evidence, let them show off on stage?"

"I think there’s a trick here, the way Mason Scott looks doesn’t seem confident. Unfortunately, it’s still unclear what exactly is happening."

Mason Scott was terribly afraid.

So afraid that he dared not take another step forward.

As soon as his eyes met those of the stray dogs, the scene from that night involuntarily flashed through his mind.

Being bitten down by those terrifying hounds, being torn apart by them in a way cruder and filthier than humans...

No, can’t think about it, can’t think!

[Author’s Note] Updates begin on July 19th