As she entered the banquet hall, Vivian had already spotted quite a few people who looked familiar.

She thought to herself that the organizer of the auction seemed to have some background.

But why hasn't she heard anything before?

It was not until she saw Richard come up to the stage to give his speech that Vivian suddenly stared at Raymond in disbelief.

She suddenly remembered what Raymond had just said, "Seize the opportunity," could it be... Did he know?

"Raymond, you..." Vivian did not know how to describe her mixed feelings, and it did not surprise her that Raymond could know that Richard must have investigated her.

What really moved her was that he had brought her to the auction on purpose?

Given the level of the auction, Raymond wouldn't have needed to attend at all.

The lines on Raymond's face were still cold and stiff as he glanced at Vivian: "You're my wife, working with a small art dealer, there's no need to go to such great trouble."

But... She just doesn't want to take advantage of him. That's her own business.

Vivian wanted to say something, but ended up swallowing it.

It was one thing to have her own backbone, but it was another to go against Raymond's kindness in front of her.

Raymond did it all for her sake, and there was no need for her to keep him at arm's length.

Thinking of this, Vivian's lips curved into a perfect curve, with the expression that a wife should thank her husband:

"Thank you, Raymond. I know what to do." Now that someone has offered her a great opportunity, she can't be so pretentious.

Most importantly, she didn't want to anger Raymond yet.

But such a performance made Raymond frown again.

He felt that since he was with this woman, the frequency of frowning had risen sharply. Isn't she dreaming about it? Why is she still unhappy when he gives her a chance?

That pretentious smile made Raymond feel frustrated.

Vivian was unaware of Raymond's doubts. She just raised her wine glass and began to think about how to negotiate with Richard.

It was not long ago that she had boasted that she was Mrs.Johnson, not Mrs. Steven.

Raymond was always the center of attention, and Vivian didn't give in.

So as soon as they arrived, Richard saw them.

Likewise, Richard thought of Vivian's "pretentiousness" and sneered in his heart.

He thought she was so special, but now it seems she's just so-so.

With a sneer in his head, he began his speech with a warm smile on his face: "Distinguished gentlemen, ladies and young ladies, thank you for coming to my charity auction..."

What Richard said on the stage, Raymond didn't care at all. He looked at the woman beside him out of the corner of his eye, feeling agitated in his heart.

What was she thinking?

Raymond felt that he was getting more and more confused about his wife.

Why does he find her more troublesome now that she doesn't bother him anymore?

For the first time in his life, Raymond felt so powerless that he couldn't even figure out his own mind.

He recalled the previous investigation report. Vivian withdrew all the remaining liquid funds in her hand and even went so far as to terminate the lease of the coffee shop left to her by Mr. Lu in advance.

The purpose was just to set up a small gallery!

Since this is what she wants, he will help her.

But why could he no longer sense her true feelings?

Vivian felt her hand around Raymond tighten and quickly pulled her thoughts back from Richard, guessing that it might be her distraction that made Raymond unhappy.

"Raymond, what's wrong?"

Vivian's calm and clear gaze made Raymond purse his lips. "Nothing. I'll shoot a few things in a moment. I'm going to give them to my business partner."

"All right, rest assured." Vivian smiled with confidence and gentleness, so much like a lady.

The auction began, and Richard was the host himself.

Vivian, who was entrusted by Raymond, put aside Richard's affairs for the time being and carefully browsed through the auction catalogue.

"Raymond, to whom are you going to give it?" Since you are giving a gift, of course you should give it to the person you like.

Raymond had just said it off the top of his head, but seeing Vivian so serious, he paused before saying, "It's the daughter of an old friend, about your age."

Vivian nodded understandingly, a young girl, she knew.

She fixed her eyes on a pair of pink diamond earrings, which were a perfect color and style for a young girl.

Raymond saw Vivian take a quick glance and put the book at ease, and his hand casually brushed over the back of her hand. "Look again."

"HMM?" Vivian was puzzled. She had never been very interested in these things. Could it be that Raymond had someone else to give?

"You have to give Richard some face." Raymond's rare explanation gave Vivian an Epiphany.

She looked at Raymond with a hint of disbelief. How could Raymond be thinking about her?

Vivian simply couldn't resist going outside to see if the sun was rising in the west.

Her expression didn't please Raymond at all. Raymond simply couldn't figure out Vivian's way of thinking.

Vivian was completely at a loss when she saw Raymond standing up to the bathroom in a sulking manner.

But she didn't dwell too much on it and just thought it was her wrong feeling.

After all, Raymond is a self-centered, heartless, machine man. If he shows his anger directly, how could he keep it to himself?

She picked up the manual again, and since Raymond had told her, she should be more attentive. Anyway, with Richard, the auction was over.

Unfortunately, some people don't want her to wait until the auction is over in peace.

"Oh, isn't this our famous Mrs. Steven? Oh, what do you like? As your sister, I'll just buy it for you."

A repulsive voice came from behind, and Vivian's face showed immediate displeasure.

It's Cindy! The woman who never got along with her since childhood.

Vivian has never been defeated except in front of Raymond, not to mention that she now has Mrs. House of Steven to hold on to.

"Miss Fang, long time no see, I heard you're studying abroad? How come you're back so soon? It's the time of the final exams in American universities."

Cindy didn't expect Vivian to give her a bad look right from the start, hitting the sore spot.

She didn't go to any prestigious university. It was just a diploma mill that Chinese people go to to enhance their reputation. How could there be any final exams?

"Don't bother you, sister. I just flew back to see you because I heard you got married." Cindy put on an air of sisterly affection, but there was no hidden malice in her eyes.

She heard that Vivian was married to Raymond, but she was both gloating and jealous.

Even if Raymond's reputation is extremely bad, Vivian has survived until now and seems to be doing well.

Thinking of the wealthy House of Steven and the handsome Raymond, Cindy couldn't stand Vivian's success.

Why should all the good things come to her?