Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia) novel Chapter 1467

Whispering softly in his ear as she gave off a fragrant scent, Waverly hopped around like an anxious kitty. The overjoyed Wyatt could feel his heart flutter seeing her swinging her claws at him.

"Wyatt Johnson!"

"I want it! Hurry up and give it to me!"

As soon as Waverly's raised voice from anger sounded, a bright light shot over in the next second. In an instant, gazes from all directions cast at them like a basin of cold water. Both of them forgot to react. All of a sudden, time seemed to have frozen.

Right then, Waverly was standing on the ground with one foot on the barstool. Her whole body was hunched and leaning forward. As she had been trying to balance and support herself, she pressed one hand on Wyatt's thigh and the other hand on his raised wrist. That wild and sexy posture, coupled with her ambiguous words, turned her into a desperate woman eager to pounce on a man like that of a wolf tearing him into pieces...

In an instant, their minds were thrown into a daze. A hushed silence fell over the crowd. Neither of them knew what was going on. Waverly was rendered the most confused of all. Thrown into a trance, she forgot to withdraw her hand. At that moment, the host's voice sounded once more.

"Mr. 19, 500,000 dollars!"

It was as though a bolt of lightning accompanied by rumbling thunder struck them. The two exchanged glances and were stunned. A sharp gaze came over, followed by which was light and mocking female voice.

It was a snort.

After coming to her senses, Waverly reflectively moved to keep her distance from Wyatt. As she shifted her gaze, she was met with a face full of contempt. Right then, a clear word was written all over the beautiful face, shameless!

Wasn't she the woman who had been treated as a human cushion on the gambling table?

The one whom she had once pitied and sympathized with.

Although she couldn' t see the woman's appearance clearly, the dress had left a deep impression on her. She remembered the black gauze skirt, the deep V neck, as well as the two pitch- black summer sexy high heels. Although there was a distance between the two of them, she recognized the dress!

Right then, the woman had condescension and contempt swirling in the eyes landing on Waverly, but Waverly caught a clear glimpse of the bruise on her chest and fractured arm. Although the woman brimmed with confidence, Waverly saw through her mess.

Even up till right then, she must be suffering, mustn't she?!

Although the air conditioner in the living room was turned on, she wore a summer outfit to call attention to her curves and sexy figure. It seemed as though the temperature in the room was a stark and ironic contrast to her outfit!

In an instant, Waverly did not get mad and could resonate with Wyatt. He was right. Those who were pitiful must have a cause for having sunk to their lows. Even if she had no shame in trying to seduce a man, she was the one pressing onto the man, whereas men had been sitting on the woman, who had been laughing yet seemed to be crying. Even if her thigh wasn't fractured, there must be bruises all over!

Was there anything interesting with the pot calling the kettle black? Perhaps was she trying to find comfort by doing so?

If it were to be her, she would never have the guts to mock others!

Waverly was reminded of Wyatt's words. She was indeed different from her!

While she was absent- minded, the host's voice pulled her back to reality.

"Anyone else? If not, Miss 'Nameless’ will belong to Mr. 19 tonight! 500,000, first..."

Her eyes fell on the woman standing on the stage. Right then, the woman and the host were shrouded in soft white light. An image flashed through her mind as Waverly instantly turned her head around. As their eyes met, Wyatt's dark face fell into her eyes, as well as the number plate on his arm. Under the dim fluorescence, there were two clear numbers ‘19’!

In an instant, Waverly understood why the auction had its lamps dimmed. It was not just to embellish the atmosphere on stage, but also to clearly see the number in the owner's hand. Each time someone raised the number plates to increase the bidding, the light would cast over. The two of them had been focused on chatting and making a din, failing to notice any of it. With the light cast from above their heads right then, Waverly came to an instant realization upon a careful ponder!

Wyatt was clenching his fist, glaring at the number plate on his sleeve. His face was gloomy to the core.

Coincidentally, he could hear all kinds of criticism echoing in his ears.

"Ha ha. This woman is so open-minded!"

"More like shameless. Does she think we can't see anything in the darkness? Look at her making a fool of herself in public!"