Chapter 67

But if she got in the car like this, Christina had no idea where William planned to take her.

She couldn't just follow him blindly without knowing anything!

Seeing her standing still, William's face grew colder. He reached out to push the car door open.

"Don't get out, I'll get in," Christina finally chose to compromise.

Just now, because of Walter, she had already become the talk of the entire Cavendish family. Now, with William added to the mix, two men and one woman, she could easily imagine how explosive the gossip would be.

William might be shameless, but she wasn't.

She opened the back door, got in, fastened her seatbelt, and waited for a while. Seeing that William had no intention of driving, she couldn't help but ask, "Where are you taking me?"

They couldn't just sit in the car forever.

"Christina, you're the first person to treat me like a chauffeur," William said, unsure if she was pretending to be clueless or genuinely was.

She had gotten in and sat directly behind the driver's seat. Was she planning to give him orders next?

Christina was speechless.

It was just a seat, how could she have known William would be so particular?

She had no choice but to unbuckle her seatbelt, get out, and then sit in the front passenger seat. After fastening her seatbelt again, she asked, "Is this better? Where are you taking me?"

"You'll know when we get there," William said, stepping on the gas and driving forward.

Since he wasn't willing to say now, Christina decided not to ask further.

They both remained silent during the drive, with only the sound of music filling the car.

Half an hour later, William parked outside a hotel. "There's an auction at the hotel today. I need to buy something for my grandfather. You're coming with me."

Christina didn't say a word.

She got out and followed him, feeling a wave of irritation as she watched his back.

If he wanted to buy something for his grandfather, he could have come by himself. Why drag her along?

If it weren't for the fact that William had helped her by checking the surveillance footage at the family dinner, she would have turned around and left, rather than cooperating with him like this.

The auction was on the top floor of the hotel. They took the elevator up and were led to a reserved private room by a staff member.

There were quite a few people attending the auction, and the hotel provided free drinks and snacks.

Christina had been a bit thirsty at the Cavendish Mansion. Although Walter had brought her a drink, Gabrielle's outburst had prevented her from touching it.

Seeing the self-serve drink station outside, she stood up. "I'm going to get a drink. I'll be right back."

William nodded slightly, saying nothing.

He wasn't so harsh as to deny Christina a drink.

While getting her drink, Christina spotted an old acquaintance, Zachary, her previous date.

Recalling that unpleasant experience, Christina wanted to hurry back after getting her drink.

But Zachary noticed her.

Seeing her outfit today, Zachary's eyes lit up. Although Christina had a messy personal life and a bad reputation, she could still make a good mistress.

Look at that face and that figure. Given her past experiences, she must have plenty of tricks in bed. Just thinking about it made Zachary aroused.

He strode over, blocking Christina's path, and reached out to shake her hand. "Ms. Windsor, we must be fated to meet again here, and you look stunning today."

His gaze was sticky and lecherous, making Christina very uncomfortable.

She put her hand behind her back and took a step back, not wanting any physical contact with him.

Her tone was cold, "How I dress is none of your business."

"We had a bit of a disagreement on our date, but if we can't be a couple, can't we at least be friends? There are many pieces of jewelry at the auction today. If you see something you like, just let me know, and I'll buy it for you," Zachary tried to win Christina over with money.

He had plenty of money, and any problem that could be solved with money was no problem for him.

Women Christina's age, still in school and without an income, needed money the most.

Zachary thought Christina would come running to him after his offer, but she remained indifferent. "No need. I'll buy what I want myself."

If she couldn't afford it, she wouldn't buy it.

She hadn't fallen so low as to trade sex for jewelry. Even if she got it, it would feel dirty.

"Ms. Windsor, we've met twice now. We're old acquaintances. You don't need to be so distant or polite. Just tell me what you want, and I'll get it for you," Zachary thought Christina was playing hard to get.

Her mother was eager to marry her off, so she must be easy to win over.

Christina thought he was out of his mind and impossible to communicate with.

Now that she had her drink, she ignored Zachary and turned to walk back to William.

Zachary was furious.

He didn't respect women like Christina. He just wanted to play with her. Now, after approaching her with a smile, all he got was her cold face. Who could tolerate that?

He angrily chased after Christina, grabbing her wrist. His tone was no longer gentle but threatening, "Ms. Windsor, playing hard to get has its limits. Cross that line, and it backfires."

"Who's playing hard to get with you? If you're sick, go to a mental hospital. Don't act crazy here," Christina instinctively tried to pull her hand away.

But Zachary's grip was too tight. He was using all five fingers, and she couldn't break free.

"Fuck, who are you pretending to be?" Zachary was now completely enraged.

Pointing a finger at Christina's nose, he cursed, "You're not a virgin, so stop pretending to be a good woman. Women like you are just for money. I'm not refusing to pay. Name your price, and I'll transfer the money right now."

He was determined to use money to crush Christina today.