Yvonne looked at Felix with a strange expression. "I don't know what you're planning, but people like that block all unknown numbers. It'd be useless even if I gave you his number." Felix had forgotten about that. He hesitated, then said, "Can I use your phone to call him, then?"noveldrama

To his surprise, Yvonne handed over her phone without hesitation. But she warned, Whatever you're going to say, apologize immediately if he gets angry, and don't say anything else." "I understand."

Yvonne was curious about Felix's intentions.

It would not matter even if this angered George and he took it out on her. Unlike last time, this was not her personal issue. With Felix involved, her boss would not stay out of it. George would have to behave if she stepped in. Felix went into the guest room on the first floor and dialed George's number using Yvonne's phone. It rang for a long time before someone picked the call up.

"Yvonne, make it quick. I'm busy."

"George, it's Felix."

There was a rustling sound on the other end, and then George spoke again, his tone different, "Oh, Mr. Zeller! We left in a hurry last time. We should have exchanged contact info. I guess we got off on the wrong foot. "You haven't taken offense, have you? I promise I won't have any more inappropriate thoughts about Yvonne."

In truth, no one among the super-rich families was a fool. Even seemingly wild and reckless young

heirs like George were smart enough to understand the concept of maximizing benefits.

For instance, George now knew Felix had the backing of a powerhouse like Moonshadow Alliance. Since they had not truly clashed or had any irreconcilable grudgès, of course, he would help Felix out.

"I need a ticket to the Golden Prime Auction. Can you manage that?"

George laughed. "No problem! I've got you covered. Just let me know when you're in Yartford, and we'll go in together."

George's family had to be really formidable. Such a hard-to-get ticket was a small matter to him.

Meanwhile, in Yartford, George hung up and looked at a middle-aged man sitting nearby.

"Dad, this is interesting. Remember that Felix mentioned? He just called me using Yvonne's phone and asked for a Golden Prime Auction ticket. Strange, isn't it? With Moonshadow Alliance backing him, why ask an outsider for a ticket?"

The middle-aged man pondered, then said, "Don't worry about it. Everyone has their quirks. You've seen Moonshadow Alliance backing him up, and that's enough!

"Your grandfather won't last much longer, so he'll start drafting his will soon. You know how crucial it is for me to become the family's leader."

George's eyes lit up. "Dad, you mean if we have Moonshadow Alliance's support, your chances would be much higher?"

"Exactly! So, maintain a good relationship with this man Felix."

Back in Avesburgh, Yvonne immediately called the phone company to retrieve the recording of the last call after Felix left.

"George, it's Felix."

"Oh, Mr. Zeller! We left in a hurry last time. We should have exchanged contact info." After listening to the entire conversation, Yvonne was dumbfounded. "How... How could George be so polite to Felix? And he called him Mr. Zeller'? What on Earth is going on?"