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Wendy tucked the ticket away and picked up her coffee with a smile. She said, "What trouble? You're overthinking, Felix. I'll just return the ticket. It's no big deal.

"Cheers! Here's hoping you snag that Moon's Tear at the auction!"

As Felix took a sip of coffee, he got a call from George. "Mr. Zeller, are you there yet? I'm on my way."

"Yeah, I'm at Sunside Café."

"Cool! I'll meet you there. It won't be long.

Just as he hung up, a middle-aged man appeared at their table. "Ms. Kinsley, you know Mr. Jackman's temper. We've got five minutes left. You'd better come with me now."

A flicker of panic crossed Wendy's eyes. She hurriedly stood up while pulling out the ticket again.

"Please give this back to Mr. Jackman. My friend already has a ticket. Tell him I'm grateful and that I'll make it up to him however I can."

But the man did not take it. Instead, he sneered and said, "Wendy Kinsley, when has Mr. Sean Jackman ever taken back something he's given? Everyone in Yartford would know the

answer.

He grabbed Wendy's arm. "The deal's done. You don't have the right to back out. Come with me to meet Mr. Jackman. Don't keep him waiting."

In a flash, another hand gripped the man's wrist. "Let her go.

The middle-aged man barely glanced at Felix, who had suddenly stood up. A sharp pain instantly shot through his wrist, so he had to release his grip. "You brat, you got a death wish? Mind your own business!" Ignoring the man, Felix turned to Wendy. "I asked you to be honest. Don't you consider me a friend?"

Wendy panicked. "Felix, stay out of this. I can handle it."

The middle-aged man laughed as if he were enjoying the show."noveldrama

"Hah! So Wendy wanted the ticket for you, huh? Well, let me do you a favor and enlighten you. She got that ticket from Mr. Jackman by agreeing to sleep with him before the auction and spend the whole night after the event pleasing him. "We even had a traditional medicine practitioner check on her. She's a virgin, alright! If not, there's no way someone like her would score a ticket from Mr. Jackman.'

What?

Felix's face darkened. He never imagined Wendy would pay such a steep price for him. No wonder she managed to get the ticket, though it was quite impossible to get it.

"Wendy! From now on, remember this. I, Felix Zeller, would never force anyone into anything, and I'd never let you sacrifice yourself like this. Got it?"

Seeing Felix's anger, Wendy nodded frantically. She did not dare to meet his eyes.

"Interesting! At this point, do you still think you can do something about it? Mr. Jackman could destroy a nobody like you without breaking a sweat.

"So I'm asking you. Are you going to scram or not?"

Felix shielded Wendy behind him. With the auction starting soon, he wanted to avoid trouble. He then said, "Go tell your so-called Mr. Jackman to leave Wendy alone from now on. If not, George Zimmerman won't let him off easy." George Zimmerman?

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, then burst out laughing. "You've got guts, kid! Heard a name and think you can scare me with it? Did you really think I haven't seen it all? If you really know him, why don't you call Mr. Zimmerman right now?" As soon as he finished speaking, someone tapped his shoulder. "I hear you're looking for me?"