Chapter 413
Dwight and Halsey locked eyes.
Dwight’s face was hidden behind a mask, making it hard to read his expression. But his gaze was as cold as ever, staring at Halsey like she was just another stranger.
The host laughed. “Ladies, calm down! Here’s what we’ll de. Only one person can come up and touch our star dancer. We’ll decide by a bidding war. The highest bid wins
Immediately, the rich women around them started shouting out offers.
“I’ll pay a thousand!”
“Three thousandl
“Five thousand!”
“Ten thousand!”
The price quickly climbed to ten thousand, and Cecelia was stunned. “Ten thousand just to touch him? Is his six- pack made of gold or something? Are these women out of their minds?”
At that moment, Halsey raised her hand. “I’ll bid twenty thousand!”
Halsey had bid twenty thousand.
Wendy and Cecelia turned to look at her, surprised.
Cecelia subtly tugged at Halsey’s sleeve. “Halsey, why are you jumping into this?”
Halsey, her almond–shaped eyes still focused on Dwight on stage, ignored her. “Twenty thousand! I want to touch him. Just one touch.”
Dwight’s eyes met hers, and he could feel a hint of defiance in the way she spoke. She was offering twenty thousand to overpower the other women and score the chance to touch him.
Wendy’s eyes narrowed as she pieced it together. She knew who could make Halsey act so out of character–only Dwight could do that.
The rich women around them blinked in shock before jumping back into the bidding.
“Fifty thousand!”
“One hundred thousand!”
Halsey was caught off guard, but before she could react, the prices were escalating.
She was taken aback. She hadn’t brought that much cash with her when she left the house. Quickly, she grabbed Wendy’s arm. “Wendy, lend me some money. I’ll pay you back when I get home.”
Wendy didn’t hesitate. “No problem!” She pulled out a gold–embossed black card Stanley had given her. “Take whatever you need.”
Halsey stood up straight, her voice firm. “I’ll bid 500 thousand!”
The room went silent in shock.
Halsey had bid 500 thousand.
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The host raised his eyebrows. “That beautiful lady has bid oo thousand. Is there anyone willing to go higher?”
Halsey met Dwight’s gaze, a sly challenge in her eyes. The message was clear—he was hers tonight.
Dwight showed no emotion. He simply turned and walked off the stage.
“Hey! Don’t leave!”
“Why is he leaving?”
The rich women were stunned.
The host awkwardly cleared his throat. “Sorry, ladies. I was just joking. As you all know, our star dancer doesn’t sell himself. Not even for a touch.”
The rich women were visibly disappointed. “Forget it, then.”
The crowd was so packed that someone bumped into Wendy, and Cecelia cried out, “Wendy!”
Wendy braced herself for a fall, but just then, a strong, muscular arm reached out and wrapped around her waist, steadying her.
Wendy looked up, and that handsome, distinguished face filled her vision.
Stanley had arrived.
Wendy’s voice trembled. “Mr. Hawk, what are you doing here?”
Stanley’s expression was cold. He didn’t like this place. This bar was just a playground for wealthy women, and he had found them here, clearly for the male dancers. The whole situation made him so angry that he laughed
“Is this fun for you? Take my card. Who’s caught your eye?”
Wendy was speechless, quickly standing up. “I didn’t bid! It was Halsey who wanted to.”
Stanley looked around, his eyes scanning the room. Halsey had already pushed through the crowd and was heading toward Dwight.
Halsey was the darling of the Lincoln family. Now that she was at the age where marriage talks were on the table, Stanley furrowed his brow. “Why is she hanging around with these unsavory characters?”
Wendy watched Stanley, noticing how his perfectly tailored black suit looked almost out of place in this flashy, decadent place. He carried himself with an aura of cold refinement, a true representation of high society
He and Dwight were from completely different worlds.
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