Chapter 509: So-Called Bullying Through Power
Just as Cecilia Vaughn was so embarrassed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into, there was a sudden knock on the door...
"Adrian, are you in there?"
A soft and ethereal voice, as misty as Riverdell rain, sounded from outside the door. Cecilia Vaughn shuddered with shock, nearly falling off the sofa.
It was thanks to Adrian Law’s quick reflexes that he caught her, and their positions instantly transformed into her beneath him, and him above her.
Cecilia Vaughn was now less than a millimeter away from Adrian Law, staring blankly at his features that were as handsome as a deity’s, her face quickly turning red.
"There... there’s someone..."
Because she had almost accidentally touched below Adrian Law’s belt, Cecilia Vaughn dared not look directly into his eyes. She hadn’t heard the knocking very clearly either and could only vaguely discern it was a female voice.
"Cecilia, ignore them..."
Adrian Law glanced impatiently toward the door, initially enjoying teasing his little wife, only to have unrelated people interrupt him, leaving him rather annoyed.
He extended his long arm, directly pulling Cecilia Vaughn into his embrace, gently pecking her neck before landing on her collarbone. As he continued to move downward, the tension inside Cecilia Vaughn’s head snapped like a string, and she quickly stretched out her arm to block between herself and Adrian Law.
"No! What if they break in?"
As if in response to Cecilia Vaughn’s words, the knocking outside the door, which had been silent for several seconds, resumed.
Knock knock knock—
"Adrian, are you in this suite?"
Rosalind White and Fiona Vaughn stood at the door together, her beautiful face tinted with anxiety, eager to see Adrian Law soon.
Ever since she was humiliated at Sage’s Mercy Temple, she hadn’t dared to see Adrian Law. But her heart was resolute and she came to this auction knowing Fiona Vaughn also had ulterior motives.
She hadn’t seen Adrian Law for so long. Would Adrian, like her, see her shadow in his dreams when he returned at midnight?
...
Even though the answer was unlikely, Rosalind White remained unwilling, bribing a server in the three-story VIP suites to keep an eye on the room numbers of Adrian Law and Cecilia Vaughn and report back to her.
This wasn’t against the rules; selling guest privacy like this wouldn’t cause a major commotion unless someone scrutinized it, so the server readily agreed.
Cecilia Vaughn heard what was clearly Rosalind White’s voice from the door and froze. The dizziness from Adrian Law’s earlier kisses was instantly extinguished, as if doused with icy water.
"See, they’re truly relentless... They’re looking for you."
Cecilia pouted, immediately stood up, and quickly buttoned her coat.
Adrian Law was the one who flipped the jealousy switch first. Now it was her turn, and she finally understood how unbearable it felt.
Adrian Law was indeed clean-living and honest, but having such troublesome pursuers woven so closely in social standing was infuriating.
...
Adrian Law noticed Cecilia Vaughn’s puffed cheeks and instantly his eyes revealed a trace of mischief.
"Cecilia, are you jealous?"
"So what if I am?"
Cecilia Vaughn turned a bitter glare towards Adrian Law, her beautiful eyes flashing, reminding Adrian of the watery look in Cecilia Vaughn’s apricot eyes when she was nestled in his embrace earlier.
As soon as he recalled that scene, he felt the rush of heat from his limbs racing uncontrollably to his head.
"Cecilia, don’t bother with this show-stopper."
"Show-stopper? Not at all..."
Cecilia Vaughn pulled a funny face at Adrian Law, deliberately striding to the door and opening it in a swift move.
...
"Adrian, are you finally willing to see me?"
Rosalind White’s face lit up with a gentle smile, almost instinctively lowering her neck as the door opened, revealing a delicate and graceful curve.
As a woman, she always knew how to maximize her beauty’s advantage.
"Miss White, Fiona, why are you two here?"
Cecilia Vaughn coolly glanced at the charming duo outside the door, finding it rather amusing.
She originally thought only Rosalind White was at the door, but upon seeing Fiona Vaughn, pregnant, she was rendered speechless.
Fiona Vaughn had just been publicly hit back by Arthur Chapman over the rumors involving the crew of "There are branches on the mountain." Although her marketing was well-executed, saving her from complete public embarrassment, becoming a subject of ridicule was inevitable.
Instead of thinking of ways to genuinely improve her acting skills or even just resting peacefully while pregnant, why had she come here to this Sino-American auction with Rosalind White to annoy Cecilia?
...
"Sister... are you unhappy seeing Fiona?"
Fiona Vaughn didn’t act as the lovesick fool Rosalind White did, and easily anticipated that if Adrian Law was indeed in a VIP suite, Cecilia Vaughn would surely be inside.
She naturally showed a hurt expression, looking at Cecilia Vaughn with a hint of complaint as if Cecilia wronged her.
Cecilia Vaughn felt goosebumps rising from such a look.
"Seeing you two, it’d surely rain red from the sky before I could be delighted."
Rosalind White, still immersed in the joy of seeing her beloved, was crushed upon seeing Cecilia Vaughn’s face, leaving the sentiments she wanted to express futile and stifled.
"It’s you? Where’s Adrian?"
Rosalind White immediately extended her neck, attempting to see inside the suite.
Yet Cecilia Vaughn firmly blocked her with both hands, pulling a smile.
"Why shouldn’t it be me?"
"You’re merely a dog relying on Adrian’s favor!"
"Oh, so you do recognize that?"
Cecilia Vaughn directly ignored the first half of the sentence, looking at Rosalind White mockingly.
"Wonder who relies on Adrian’s favor, living in the Law Family for years, treated like a prestigious young lady."
"You... I’m Adrian’s life-saving benefactor; this treatment is my due!"
Cecilia Vaughn replied plainly, countering her line with a simple strike.
"Yet, I’m his rightful wife in the marriage certificate!"
Rosalind White’s face reddened with anger, but as her eyes swept over Cecilia Vaughn’s face, she suddenly noticed her disheveled hair and even a suspicious red mark on her neck.
"You and Adrian... You’ve just been in the suite..."
Considering the long-standing rumors about Adrian’s cold demeanor, Rosalind White gazed in disbelief, even taking a step back.
"You! Shameless!"
She immediately reached out, aiming a slap at Cecilia Vaughn’s face...