The Breaking Point of Love

The next day, after dressing up, Celeste and Lottie headed to the auction.

Neither of thein dressed particularly extravagantly, but their striking looks still drew plenty of attention when they entered the auction hall.

Lottie had attended a few auctions before and was fairly active in their social circle, so many people recognized her. But Celeste was someone they had never seen before.

Seeing her attend the auction with Lottie, many people began speculating about which prestigious family she belonged to.

Their seats were in the middle–to–back section.

They didn’t arrive early. Just a few minutes after they sat down, the auction was about to begin.

At that moment, a sudden commotion broke out in the front row. Hearing the noise, Celeste and Lottie turned to look.

When they saw what was happening, Celeste froze for a second.

Lottie whispered, “It’s Trevor and Wynn. They’re here too. Then she turned to Celeste. “Did you know they’d be attending?”

Celeste shook her head. “No.”

She didn’t expect him to be here. And Trevor hadn’t mentioned anything about attending.

After the previous banquet and tech expo, Wynn had gained quite a bit of recognition in high society. Now that she was appearing alongside Trevor again, she naturally attracted a lot of attention.

“Last time, when Mr. Fleming brought her to that banquet, her outfit was worth over 30 million. Looking at her tonight, she’s not holding back either.”

“Forget the diamond jewelry–just her dress alone was personally designed by Imes, one of the world’s top fashion designers.

“Everyone knows that in the past decade, Imes has been semi–retired and only creates three dresses per year, each worth over ten million.”

“Over 30 million last time, another several million this time… In just these two appearances, Mr. Fleming has spent tens of millions on her. He’s really willing to splurge

“Exactly.”

Wynn’s shimmering blue satin gown sparkled under the lights, complemented by dazzling jewelry. Combined with her striking beauty, there was no doubt–she was the most eye–catching woman at the auction tonight.

Everyone knew that the front–row seats were a symbol of status and power.

Amidst the envious whispers, Wynn and Trevor took their seats in the very center of the front row.

This triggered another wave of admiration and jealousy from the surrounding guests.

“The center of the first row… That’s some serious prestige’d love to know what it feels like to sit there.

“If they’re seated at the front, it not only means they have high status but also that they’re probably planning to spend a fortune tonight. My god-” noveldrama

“Stop talking. The more you say, the more envious I get. Comparing ourselves to them is just self–torture.”

Hearing this, Lottie leaned in closer to Celeste and whispered sourly, “He and Wynn get to sit in the front row while we get stuck in the back.”

It wasn’t the first time Trevor had blatantly favored Wynn over her. Celeste had long grown used to it. And she no longer cared.

Regardless, her reason for attending the auction was to buy a birthday gift for her grandma. The seating arrangements weren’t something worth worrying about.

Lottie continued, “Does Trevor not even know where we’re sitting? He hasn’t looked this way even once.” The tickets had likely been arranged by Trevor’s people. He probably didn’t care where she was seated. As for him not looking their way, or whether he knew their seat numbers, it didn’t really matter. Even if he did know, it wasn’t like he’d make a point to check in on her.