Yolanda Taylor hadn’t stopped for a cab yet when Gwen Fox approached, and she was calling Primo Jones.
“I’ll give you a ride.”
“No need.”
She said, stepping aside without letting him touch her.
Dark eyes darkening slightly, Gwen Fox looked at her for a moment, “Xenia Davis and I came over to talk about something.”
“Nothing to do with me.”
She stood there and inclined her head at him, a light expression on her face, addressing him as if he were a stranger.
“Dear.”
The September wind wasn’t cold, just a little strong.
The two stood speechless relative to each other for a moment before he finally couldn’t resist calling out to her again.
Yolanda Taylor retracted her distant gaze and looked at him with cold eyes, “Gwen Fox, have you forgotten what you said yourself back then?”
As she said that, she paused and couldn’t help but sneer, “But I haven’t forgotten. Know why I haven’t forgotten?”
“Because when I begged you, you were the one who reminded me to remember what I once said!”
At that moment, a taxi passed by, and Yolanda Taylor lifted her hand to wave, then pulled open the door and went straight into the cab.
He stood there, eyes downcast, as if he were in a state of great sorrow.
Xenia Davis pulled up in front of Gwen Fox in her car and looked at him through the window, her face turning blue.
In the middle of the day, she lowered the car window, “It’s really rare to see Young Master Fox so affectionate.”
Hearing her words, Gwen Fox moved a little, his dark eyes looking straight at her.
Those eyes were hidden and unknown, but they were straight to the heart, and one’s heart was inexplicably cold when looking at them.
Xenia Davis’ face slightly stiffened, “I still have something to do, I’m leaving first, when things are considered, please Young Master Fox give me a call.”
Saying that, she hurriedly started the car and drove forward.
Inside the rearview mirror, Gwen Fox was still standing there, motionless, like a statue.
Xenia Davis looked at Gwen Fox inside the rearview mirror, and the unwillingness in the bottom of her heart grew bigger and bigger.
She had known Gwen Fox since she was eight years old, that year Gwen Fox was only eleven years old, being held by Lamar Fox walking down from the second floor of the Fox family, there were still a lot of the Fox family’s children standing beside her, but she saw him at the first sight.
She broke away from her parents while the elders of the two families were talking and ran up to him, but he didn’t even give her a proper look.
Gwen Fox has been cold since she was a little girl, the kind of cold that isn’t just condescending, but cold by nature.
But she loved him, and she didn’t know why, it was like she was crazy.
She even begged her mom to convince her dad to transfer her to another school, and originally wanted to use this opportunity to get closer to Gwen Fox, but he still didn’t even look at her.
She followed him around like a little tail, and every time there was a party the first thing she did was look for Gwen Fox.
And yet, after all these years, he’d never looked her in the eye.
Even though she knew he’d engaged her to embarrass Yolanda Taylor, she’d gone along with it.
But she didn’t realize that she was the one who would be most embarrassed.
“With a thud, the car crashed into the side of the roadbed, and Xenia Davis came back to her senses, looking out at the frightened pedestrians, her face grew colder and colder.
What the hell!
What the hell did she, Yolanda Taylor, have a right to!
Yolanda Taylor came back to her senses when the cab stopped.
The driver in front of her called her several times, she was a little embarrassed, took out a fifty dollars from inside her wallet, and directly handed it over, “No need to look for it, master.”
Hearing her words, the driver immediately smiled happily, “Miss you are really nice! Good looking and good hearted!”
Yolanda Taylor smiled and lifted her leg to get out of the car.
Back in her apartment, she went into her room and searched for a while, and finally found the “Mermaid Tears” that she had brought from Oman City.
She didn’t expect Gwen Fox to be so shameless. He forced her to throw it away back then, but now he took advantage of the fact that she didn’t remember anything and returned it to her.
Yolanda Taylor looked at the mermaid tears in her hand and only found the irony overwhelming.
What was this?
Regret?
What a pity, in this world, there were no pills for regret.
Since he personally delivered such a good opportunity to her hands, she wouldn’t waste it.
Retracting her thoughts, Yolanda Taylor dialed a phone.
After more than four years away, everyone in Borden City had almost forgotten about Yolanda Taylor.
People are like that, they hate the old and the new, Yolanda Taylor didn’t care that the other party didn’t remember, she said her name in a good-natured manner, “Yolanda Taylor.”
The person on the opposite side probably still didn’t remember, and was a bit disregarded, “Ah, it’s Miss Taylor, I wonder what you’re going to donate this time?”
While the other party was talking, Yolanda Taylor could still hear the sound of the mouse over there, probably looking for the records of her previous donations.
Yolanda Taylor also didn’t care about the other party’s attitude, she smiled a little, “It’s a diamond, the name is ‘Mermaid Tears’.”
“‘Mermaid Tears’? Miss Taylor, don’t tease us, who doesn’t know that Young Master Fox specially ordered a mermaid tear some years ago, this ‘mermaid tear’, it’s not all the This ‘Mermaid Tear’ is not the same! If we take this name out, won’t it make others laugh at us?”
Yolanda Taylor was helpless, “But its name is Mermaid Tears!”
“How could it be! Everyone knows that Young Master Fox customized a mermaid tear for Yolanda Taylor, who in Borden City would be so stupid as to clash with Young Master Fox? Of course, Miss Taylor, I’m not saying you’re stupid, I’m just–”
Said here, the other party suddenly stopped, after a long time, Yolanda Taylor heard the other party draw a breath, “Miss Taylor? you said your name is Yolanda Taylor?”
“My name is Yolanda Taylor.”
She looked down at the mermaid tear in her hand and repeated it again.
The staff on the other end of the phone began to apologize, and Yolanda Taylor’s patience ran out, “I don’t want to hear any of this, I just want to know, this mermaid tear, do you want it or not, if you don’t want it, then I’ll contact another auction house!”
“Yes! Want! How can you not want it!”
“Alright, then you guys have someone come and pick it up!”
All the Borden City celebrities wanted this mermaid tear, but it was just one, and it was designed by Gwen Fox herself, so it was even more valuable.
If they put it up for auction, the commission would be very substantial, and more importantly, the gimmick would be big, so would they be afraid that the guests would be small? After hanging up the phone, Yolanda Taylor glanced at the “Mermaid Tears” in her hand, and then laughed to herself: “You have a bad fate, and the owner is me, and I have a bad fate too.”
After sighing, she put the mermaid tears back.
I wonder, by the time Gwen Fox saw this mermaid tear appear at the auction site, how would he feel? After all, back then, he had said that he didn’t mind!
Yolanda Taylor closed the box and put it aside, waiting for the auction house’s people to come and inspect it.