Chapter 3

From that day on, we entered a cold war. Georgina never came back.

I was busy with work and didn't contact her either.

But a week later, Sarah sent me a screenshot.

It was McCaw's SnapChat post:

"Even though we missed the championship, we still got a great ranking. Georgina is truly excellent~"

"Thanks to Georgina for taking me to the auction to experience it! She said she's going to bid on the most expensive collector's item for me today!"

The post included two photos. One was of them both on the awards stage, holding a design award.

The other was Georgina and McCaw sitting at an auction.

Both were smiling brightly, their body language subtly suggestive.

I had thought that after the last lesson and warning, Georgina would be more discreet.

I didn't expect her to be pushing her luck like this.

I'd like to see how she's going to buy the most expensive collector's item with me around!

I immediately asked Sarah for the auction's address and drove over.

As soon as I entered, the auction house manager's eyes lit up when he saw me.

"Mr. Bradley, what brings you here?"

He enthusiastically walked over to greet me.

I exchanged a few pleasantries, then scanned the audience.

I instantly spotted Georgina and McCaw next to her.

Georgina was happily chatting with McCaw.

Seeing me, the smile on her face froze instantly. She looked up at me, confused:

"Why are you here? What do you want?"

A flicker of guilt crossed her face, but she still tried to maintain her composure.

The assistant, being observant, greeted me:

"Mr. Bradley, hello."

I raised an eyebrow, glanced at him, and ignored him.

My gaze quickly returned to Georgina.

"Then what are *you* doing here?"

Georgina's tone was impatient:

"Last time, you ruined McCaw's things."

"He didn't complain one bit, and he even helped me turn things around for this fashion design competition."

"Even though we didn't win the championship, we still placed."

"Can't I buy him a gift as a thank you?"

As if afraid I'd stop her again, she deliberately emphasized:

"Bradley, I didn't use a single penny of your money. This is from my competition prize money."

"So, you can't control me this time."

I calmly swept my gaze over her, a fake smile on my face:

"Is that so? Well, it seems Georgina is very good to her assistant."

"Like Georgina, I also want to buy some gifts for my employees."

"Georgina, you don't mind, do you?"

Our confrontation in the grand hall was witnessed by everyone.

Georgina's face was extremely mortified.

But this was an auction, a place where industry bigwigs gathered, so she had to maintain a polite smile.

McCaw spoke up, trying to smooth things over:

"Mr. Bradley, if there's any gift you want, just have Georgina buy it for you. Why bother coming all this way?"

I looked at him, sneering:

"What? Did losing your leash make you yapping so loudly?"

"Who do you think you are? Do I need *your* guidance on what to do?"

McCaw was publicly humiliated, his face turning instantly ashen.

Georgina stood in front of him, displeased, and warned me:

"Bradley, watch your mouth!"