Godfery Shaw was speaking just before the auction concluded.
The entire venue was so quiet that most people heard his question.
More people began to envy the Young Mrs. Wright.
Even sitting in a wheelchair, this Young Master Shaw exuded an extraordinary presence.
The important thing was that it seemed as long as Amelia Wright expressed she wanted it, Young Master Shaw could bid two billion for the pink diamond for her.
Everyone was looking at Amelia Wright, waiting for her answer.
The most nervous person at this moment was actually Oliver Wright.
Everything today had gone smoothly; he successfully borrowed the Shaw family's influence and won the bid for the pink diamond. He believed that with the remaining money, families like Riverwood would no longer refuse to cooperate with him.
But if Amelia wanted the pink diamond and the Shaw family won the bid, where could he quickly find another suitable gem?
Under Oliver Wright's anxious gaze.
Amelia Wright was just thinking that Godfery Shaw easily saw through her emotional facade.
After a moment, she said: "I don't like it."
Amelia suddenly remembered that yesterday, Godfery Shaw thought she wanted him to accompany her to the auction.
She had answered that she wanted him to go but didn't want to interrupt Young Master Shaw's important business.
But publicly, she claimed to be married to Young Master Shaw, so she couldn't appear with Young Master Shaw.
So was Godfery Shaw pretending to be Young Master Shaw just to accompany her to the auction?
That seemed so considerate of him.
Amelia looked at Godfery Shaw beside her, feeling very complicated.
Oliver Wright let out a long sigh of relief upon hearing Amelia's dislike.
Many in the venue felt a bit regretful; if the Young Mrs. Shaw had said she liked it, they might have witnessed a scene of spending a fortune for a beauty today.
The auction concluded.
Amelia Wright didn't like such lively occasions. She stood up, ready to leave.
As she got up, Elijah Jefferson nearby, and Marsh Smith behind her, stood up almost simultaneously.
Marsh Smith looked grim and didn't dare approach.
Elijah Jefferson, however, strode over to Amelia Wright.
Elijah seemed in a good mood today. When he reached Amelia, he smiled and said, "From now on, the old district is truly ours."
Amelia Wright had been preoccupied with the thought that Julius Shaw was actually Godfery Shaw in disguise and hadn't paid attention to the auction halfway through.
Hearing Elijah say this, she recalled that in her past life, Elijah had auctioned the land in the old district and genuinely transformed it within two years, saving those trapped in fate's cruel hands.
In her past life, Amelia often went to No. 32 in the old district, witnessing its gradual improvement.
She admired Elijah, as a member of the Jefferson family in the Capital City, who could have been living comfortably but chose to take on this mess to repay a debt of gratitude to an elder for helping him in the past.
Elijah was someone who always repaid kindness and grudges. Amelia had only assisted him a bit and had received his protection in return.
At this moment, Amelia sincerely said: "Congratulations."
"It's congratulations to both of us. You can come by and see the progress when you have time; No. 32 is always reserved for you."
The two chatted happily.
Godfery Shaw, in a wheelchair, had a sharp look in his eyes, suddenly reaching out to pull Amelia over.
Amelia accidentally fell onto Godfery's lap, and the next moment, she was wrapped in his embrace.
Godfery was so tall; the petite Amelia was completely enveloped in his embrace.
He leaned close to Amelia's ear and dominantly declared: "Don't smile at other men."
Elijah watched the scene, curiously glanced at this Young Master Shaw, and waved at Amelia: "Little one, I won't play the third wheel; I'm leaving first."
Amelia had no energy to notice whether Elijah left, she stared wide-eyed, her whole body frozen.
If Godfery Shaw came this time just to accompany her to the event, then what was he doing now?
Godfery had indeed been very good to her, helping and assisting her, but he had always kept a distant and indifferent distance.
That's how it had been for five years in her past life; it shouldn't be this way.
Feeling the warmth of the hand on her waist, Amelia was so shocked that she felt disoriented.
The darkness in Godfery's eyes intensified. She smiled so joyously when speaking to the Jeffersons, but when he spoke, she didn't listen attentively.
Godfery suddenly envied Julius Shaw, envied his uncontrolled personality.
Envied him for being able to act recklessly, even to the point of kissing her!
Thinking of this, Godfery bit Amelia's ear as a punishment.
Well, he was now Julius Shaw, might as well indulge once, just once...
Amelia was completely dumbfounded, instantly blushing bright red.
Was Godfery Shaw crazy?
Was he so absorbed in pretending to be Julius Shaw that he lost himself?
How could he treat her like this?
Trapped on Godfery's lap, Amelia slowly turned to look at him, eyes wide like a deer caught by a tiger: "Julius, I'm your sister-in-law, please... be more respectful."
Perhaps it was Amelia's doe-eyed look that pleased Godfery, or perhaps the mention of "sister-in-law" satisfied him, Godfery finally released her.
Amelia deceived herself into thinking that as long as she didn't expose him, the person in front of her was Julius Shaw.
She hurriedly got up from Godfery's lap.
At this time, those who hadn't left the venue were all secretly watching this scene.
Ava Wright was watching surreptitiously, like a peeping tom.
She saw the man in the wheelchair holding Amelia unscrupulously, eyes filled with tender affection.
Why should Amelia live so well, that seductress!
Hailey Smith moved to the front, blocking most of the view, and Ava's view as well.
Ava instantly remembered that this was the same bodyguard who had blocked her last time, forcing her to make an appointment to see Amelia.
Ava's eyes towards Hailey were filled with resentment.
On Amelia's side.
Robert Reed came over with a painting, finally breaking the entangled atmosphere between Amelia and Godfery.
Robert snorted at Godfery and handed the painting to Amelia, saying, "Little apprentice, you like this painting, so I'm giving it to you."
Amelia snapped back to reality, shook her head, and refused: "Teacher, such a valuable thing, I can't accept it."
Robert shoved the painting into Amelia's hands, "Take it if I give it to you, there's nothing valuable about it. I'm not dead, if you like it, I'll paint another one. Consider it a gift for accepting a master."
Amelia opened her mouth.
Wasn't it supposed to be the student who gave a gift when accepting a master?
Robert didn't care whether this made sense and continued, "You little girl, you said you'd come with your paintings to see me in a couple of days. Look how many days it's been, there's no time like the present, it just so happens we ran into each other today, the auction is over, come with me to Ink Manor now."
Amelia felt a bit ashamed.
She had indeed promised her teacher before, but had been recuperating these past days and forgotten about it.
Now, she really wanted to avoid Godfery, so she immediately agreed: "Okay, I'll go with you now, teacher."
Godfery's expression turned sour.
Amelia couldn't care about that, she just wanted to leave quickly.
She directly told Hailey: "You take Young Master Shaw home."
Robert gave Godfery a glare, like a triumphant rooster, proudly leaving with Amelia.
Hailey glanced at their eldest's sullen face, not daring to speak.
The Young Madam just left the eldest like that...
The Young Madam is truly a brave one!