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Chapter 469

Chapter 469 What a Piece of Garbage

He sneered, not even looking at me this time, and said directly, "Could it be because you're ugly, so unbearable that I had to clean up for you?"

Ugly?

Hehe!

What a piece of trash!

"Ezra, you should go see an optometrist. The earlier you get treated, the better, so you don't end up completely blind," My upbringing only allowed me to insult people in this way, I couldn't bring myself to say anything worse for the time being.

He smirked, saying, "Fine, I'll go check another day. There might indeed be a possibility of going blind, otherwise how could I have taken a liking to a woman like you!"

I...

I couldn't take this comment, I fell completely silent.

The car stopped outside the auction hall in the city center after about half an hour of driving. Seeing him come here, I really didn't understand why.

Why did he bring me here?

A few minutes later, I knew. He wasn't here to shoot anything, but specifically to annoy Walter.

Every year, the elderly lady of the Hinton family used to auction off

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some valuable collectibles that the Hinton family had collected over

the past few years. The money from the auction was then used for charity, with most of it being donated to orphanages, nursing homes, and some mountainous areas to build hope primary schools or other facilities.

I had attended such charity auctions a few times before.

I hadn't expected Ezra to bring me here. When I saw Walter, I instinctively froze for a moment. He was busy greeting the attendees, and his expression clearly stiffened when he saw me.

Especially when he saw Ezra standing next to me, his expression became even more scrutinizing.

"Let's go, say hello to Mr. Hinton." Ezra suddenly reached out and stopped me by the waist, almost hugging me as we walked up to Walter.

This person caused so much trouble today, turns out they were just waiting here, they really had no good intentions.

"Mr. Hinton, long time no see!" Ezra greeted Walter with a grin that was asking for a punch, his hand remaining on my waist the whole time.

Walter's gaze was somewhat heavy. After slightly squinting, he didn't respond to him. Instead, he looked at me and asked, "Aren't you cold?"

The dress I was wearing was one I had exchanged in the mall. It was indeed a bit thin, but the way Walter was looking at me at that moment was off, his expression was off. I could faintly see the veins bulging slightly on his neck, and I couldn't help but feel a jolt in my heart.

Why did he suddenly get so angry?

Realizing his gaze was on the side of my neck, I suddenly remembered

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the red mark I saw in the fitting room, which was made by the lunatic Ezra when he suddenly went mad in the villa.

I saw it then, and it was just blinding. But because he was the one who sucked it, I couldn't get rid of it at all. I could only wait for it to fade

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its own.

But I didn't expect that Ezra would bring me here, and let Walter see this thing.

Realizing that his mood was gloomy because of this, almost

instinctively, I abruptly raised my hand to cover it, looking at Walter, wanting to explain, but for a moment, I didn't know how to start explaining.

How to explain? Tell him it was Ezra who did it on purpose?

How could he not know? There was no need for me to say it again.

Moreover, in what capacity was I to explain to him? What right did I have to explain?

A warmth spread over my shoulder, it was Ezra's jacket. I tried to dodge, but he held me down. He laughed in a way that was asking for a punch, saying, "Blame me for being careless, only letting you wear pretty dresses, neglecting that you're afraid of the cold."

As she spoke, the coat was already draped over my shoulders. In the end, she looked at Walter and laughed, "Mr. Hinton really is a seasoned veteran who knows how to take care of women. I need to learn more from you in the future."

This comment was really... disgusting.

Walter looked at him expressionlessly and said, "I wouldn't say I'm battle-hardened, but naturally, one tends to be more attentive when caring for someone they care about. You probably don't have her in

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your thoughts, so it's normal for you to overlook her."

Although it was a bit harsh, it was beautifully done.

Ezra gave a forced smile, wrapping his arm around my waist, "How could she not be on my mind? She's all I think about, all I see. Let's go in and see if there's anything she likes. I'd go bankrupt just to win her smile."

I really wanted to curse this man for being insane, but he forcibly dragged me into the auction hall. I had no idea where he got the seat ticket from, but it was surprisingly in the VIP row. Logically, this position should have been arranged in advance by the Hinton family.

He was indeed capable, managing to do things under the Hinton family's nose without them noticing.

Not long after I had sat down, the auction began.

The items up for auction were all antiques collected by the old lady, all of considerable value. After several rounds, I wasn't really interested. Ezra had brought me here in the first place just to annoy Walter. Doing nothing but just sitting here was disgusting enough already.