Joyce deliberately placed Amelia Wright's food next to Godfery Shaw.
Amelia looked at Joyce, who was trying to matchmake her with Godfery Shaw, and sat beside Godfery.
Actually, there was nothing much to avoid.
Godfery was still the same Godfery.
As long as she didn't overthink it, she could keep the same safe distance as in the past life.
Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was peaceful.
Amelia hadn't finished eating when she received news of Oliver Wright's divorce.
She went online to check, and sure enough, the news of Oliver and Bess Bennett's divorce was everywhere.
Oliver acted really quickly, and Amelia wondered how Bess Bennett felt now.
Since Oliver was divorced, as per the agreement, she had to attend the Jade and Gold Pavilion auction tomorrow.
Amelia said to Godfery Shaw beside her, "First Young Master, tomorrow I have to attend an auction with the Wright family as the Young Mrs. Shaw."
Although it wouldn't affect the Shaw family, Amelia still felt she should inform Godfery.
Godfery Shaw looked up, his deep eyes fixed on Amelia, "You want me to accompany you?"
Amelia was startled; she didn't mean that at all. How could she have such unrealistic thoughts?
"No..." Amelia started to refuse immediately, but suddenly remembered the troublesome consequences of repeatedly refusing Godfery before, and twisted her words abruptly, "I would like the First Young Master to go together, but... I dare not disturb you with official matters."
Godfery frowned slightly and did not continue discussing this matter.
Amelia breathed a sigh of relief.
The next moment, Godfery pushed a card towards her, "Get whatever you like."
Amelia's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the limitless secondary card from Godfery, hurriedly saying, "I don't need... No need for money, I'm just going to look at the auction..."
Godfery didn't speak, silently looking at Amelia.
Amelia had no choice but to take the card.
If one has to choose between money and people.
Then she would choose money.
Sometimes Amelia really didn't know what Godfery wanted from her; he wasn't here for affection or physical desires. Does he just want to keep her like a pet, happy with good food and drink?
Having never kept a pet, Amelia didn't understand this feeling.
...
The next day.
Amelia went to the dress section of the closet and picked a not-so-gorgeous dress to wear.
It was a bit cold today, and having just recovered from an illness, Amelia wasn't keen on catching a chill, so she draped a black coat over her shoulders and wore a hat covering most of her face before heading out.
Jade and Gold Pavilion Auction Venue.
The doorman politely asked, "Hello, may I see your invitation, please?"
Amelia shook her head, "I don't have an invitation."
Past life's Amelia never attended such a grand auction event and didn't know an invitation was required to enter.
Yesterday, Oliver only told her to come and didn't mention the invitation.
Being stopped didn't anger Amelia, nor did she leave. Instead, she sat in the outdoor lounge area, planning to wait for Oliver to arrive and then go in together.
Perhaps Amelia's demeanor was too indifferent; even wearing a coat and a wide-brimmed hat that revealed only half her face below the chin, she still aroused hostility among some women.
Women inevitably feel hostile to those they consider more beautiful than themselves, especially in settings like today's where no woman wants to be outshone.
Not long after, some people started whispering and laughing.
"Without an invitation, why come to Jade and Gold Pavilion!"
"Not just anyone can enter here, so why stand at the entrance if you can't get in? It's really unsightly."
"Maybe she's just one of those women trying to climb the social ladder, sneaking in to snag a rich guy as everyone here today is wealthy and distinguished."
Marsh Smith and Ava Wright arrived together and saw the scene of Amelia being troubled.
Marsh instinctively took two steps forward.
Ava's face changed, grabbing Marsh's hand with a look of grievance, "Brother Marsh, are you going to leave me to find Amelia?"
Marsh halted his steps, looking at Ava with sympathy, "How could I, Ava? I'll always protect you, but Amelia is attending the auction with my uncle; can't let her lose too much face."
Marsh didn't understand himself.
Clearly, after the fire incident and yesterday at the café, he should detest Amelia, yet he couldn't bring himself to hate her.
Instead, in the past few days, Amelia would occasionally pop into his mind.
Marsh thought it wasn't his fault; blame it on Amelia's face, which was too mesmerizing.
Ava saw Marsh's gaze and immediately knew what Marsh was thinking. In the past, Marsh only had disgust in his eyes for Amelia, but now his evasive gaze said it all.
Ava was secretly hateful, thinking how useless he was, causing a live stream debacle to set up Amelia, yet not trapping her at all. Instead, Amelia captivated him.
This couldn't be allowed; it had taken her long enough to manipulate Marsh into obeying her for years.
She had to think of a solution...
Amelia didn't notice Marsh and Ava; she seemed to sit gracefully, unperturbed, out of place with those around her, ignoring the mocking voices around as she was used to worse in her past life.
Suddenly, someone approached and reached out to remove Amelia's hat.
Amelia squinted her eyes, glaring with hostility.
A man in black cargo pants, with bronze skin and a buzz cut, a rugged and distinct look, and a blue stud in his right ear, the kind of man who could make young girls scream, approached.
Amelia's eyes widened, hostility fading.
The man smiled, "Little one, it really is you. Do you want to enter Jade and Gold Pavilion? I'll take you in."
Amelia was a bit surprised too, "Elijah Jefferson, why are you here?"
Elijah was a deity in the old district; Amelia didn't expect to see him here.
Elijah beamed, "Oh, I hadn't mentioned it; I belong to the Jefferson family in Capital City, here today to bid on some items."
Towards this man, due to old district number 32, Amelia felt a bit closer than to others.
As if looking at a neighbor.
She knew the Jefferson Estate of Capital City, but hadn't expected Elijah to be part of such an influential dual-empire family.
Seeing Amelia's surprised expression, Elijah tapped her forehead, "You little kid have grown more and more outstanding. No wonder the other day when I claimed number 32 of the old district is my person, everyone there said I had a sudden blooming of an old iron tree."
Amelia wasn't mad about being tapped on the forehead.
She suddenly realized why people in the old district looked at her like she was one of their own the other day and greeted her warmly...
At that moment, whether it was onlookers or those mocking Amelia, they all shut up.
Firstly, because someone from the Jefferson Estate was here, they didn't dare to insult.
Secondly, no one expected such a beautiful woman, who couldn't even get in without an invitation, to be revealed.
Her small face was delicately sculpted like a masterpiece, her slightly cold and expressive eyes, elegant nose, lips like pale cherry blossoms, carrying a kind of fragile beauty that evoked a sense of protection, yet was detached and sublimely aloof.
Even wearing a black coat, she looked regal like in a phoenix robe.
Marsh Smith, next to Ava, couldn't hold it anymore. Seeing another man appear, and with Amelia being so cordial, Marsh felt like he was being blatantly cuckolded; it was intolerable.
Why was she so unfriendly to him, yet so cordial to other men?
She obviously liked him!
Unknowingly, Marsh let go of Ava's hand, took two steps forward, and stood between Amelia and Elijah, saying to Amelia, "Amelia, come here, I'll take you into Jade and Gold Pavilion."
As Marsh stood too close, Amelia frowned and stepped back.
Elijah sensed Amelia's discomfort and placed a hand on Marsh's shoulder, coolly saying, "Who are you? Didn't your family teach you it's very impolite to interrupt someone's conversation?"
Marsh considered himself an outstanding young man, but in front of Elijah, he was completely overshadowed.
It was as if Marsh was trying to argue face, while Elijah would simply pull out a gun and say, "One more word and I'll shoot you."
Compared to Elijah, Marsh was utterly inferior.
Everyone was watching the woman who couldn't enter Jade and Gold Pavilion suddenly being fought over by two men.
Women could not help but feel some envy.
At that moment, a noble and cold voice accompanied by the sound of a wheelchair came, "My wife, Amelia, can't enter Jade and Gold Pavilion?"
Amelia turned back abruptly.