Chapter 180 He's Mine

Peter glanced at the money in his bank account, his eyes nearly popping out. He turned to look at me with admiration. "You gave me such a huge reward? Owen, I think I'm starting to like you now." I was momentarily speechless. Honestly, he didn't need to like me that much. I was as straight as could be. "Alright, go ahead and buy some paintings for Ms. Lane. I need to head out." Peter nodded and left. What I didn't know was that Zelda had secretly given a huge sum of money to the owner of the painting. When the owner heard how much the painting went for, he was overwhelmed with regret. He fainted and collapsed to the ground. Zelda didn't think it was a big issue and instructed her men to send the owner to the hospital. Skipping with joy, she was on her way to find me but bumped into a strikingly beautiful woman with a remarkable presence. Her eyes brightened immediately. "Ms. Jenning!" Zelda approached eagerly with the painting in hand. "Oh my! Ms. Jenning, aren't you always avoiding places like this? You're always signing contracts. It's as if you're just a relentless money-making machine." Yvette didn't respond. She was scanning the room as though searching for something. After a moment, Yvette asked, "Do you need something?" Zelda blinked and smiled brightly. "I just snagged an antique painting for 50 million. It's worth every penny! My grandfather will surely praise me. "Oh, and I also got my hands on a piece by an artist named Owen. Even my brother wanted it. Today's been incredibly lucky! Ms. Jenning, isn't that impressive?" Yvette stopped walking amidst Zelda's rambling. She noticed what was in Zelda's hands and asked to see it, after which her eyes flickered as she asked, "Where is he?" Zelda was momentarily taken aback before grinning. "You're asking about Owen's manager? I knew you'd be interested. Come on, I'll introduce you. "That guy is really handsome. Honestly, there are plenty of other people who are good-looking, but he has this unique air around him that even professional models can't compare to. At first, I just wanted to strike up a conversation with him, even threw money his way, but he ignored me. "I didn't expect him to be so sharp. My family's in the antique business, and I nearly got played by him. He even helped me save tens of millions and offered to be friends. He's quite an interesting guy." Yvette glanced at her, her expression still cold. "He offered to be friends with you?" "Yeah," Zelda said, her face full of admiration. "Ah, here he comes. That's him! His name is also Owen, and it's such a lovely name." Peter and I returned to the exhibition hall. From a distance, I could already hear Zelda chattering away. I looked up and saw her standing next to Yvette. As someone of high status, Yvette naturally exuded an air of authority that made her seem untouchable. She was looking straight at me, her deep eyes meeting mine. I could clearly sense her displeasure. I froze for a moment, surprised. What was Yvette doing here? Didn't she usually avoid events like this? In my past life, whenever I asked her to join me, she would refuse. Peter also sensed something wasn't right, and his brow furrowed. "Why is Ms. Jenning here? And she's looking at you like she wants to tear you into pieces. She sure doesn't seem happy." Unsure of what was happening, I frowned as well and glanced over at Yvette. Could it be because I had scolded Randall yesterday? Was she here to cause trouble for me? I couldn't help but snort. "Who knows? If she dares to make a move, you better help me call the police." Peter looked confused. "No way. Ms. Jenning is usually so graceful. She wouldn't actually get physical." I rolled my eyes. "It's all an act. You've never seen her when she's angry. She's fiercer than all of us combined." She was always polite to others, but with me, her bad temper would surface in an instant. In my past life, I had been tormented by her. Forget the past—just the other day, because of Lila, she made my life hell. I had ended up at the hospital to treat my injuries. Peter looked at me, clearly baffled. "Didn't you say you weren't someone who climbed to the top through being the third party? Why do I feel like you and Ms. Jenning know each other quite well?" I didn't answer, as Yvette and Zelda were walking toward us. Yvette's piercing gaze never left me. Her expression was cold, as if she was ready to teach me a lesson at any moment. Little did I know that Zelda was introducing me to Yvette while walking toward me. There was also a starry-eyed smile on Zelda's face. "Isn't he handsome? I fell for him at first sight. We talked earlier, and I realized he's the kind of guy you can't easily offend but also want to keep for yourself. "He's not like those ordinary men. Who can resist his charm?" Yvette's expression darkened in an instant. She asked coldly, "You want to keep him for yourself?" Zelda blushed, her face turning pink. She cleared her throat and said, "Maybe I was a bit too direct, but I don't intend to fool around. "I really like him, and I might even marry him someday. He's so talented and good at making money. If he married into our family, my parents would be overjoyed! "The more I think about it, the more perfect it seems. I'm going to start pursuing him. You've got to be my wing woman later, Ms. Jenning!" Yvette's face turned even colder, and she sneered. "He's mine. If you have a death wish, then go ahead and pursue him."