My Supermodel Wife (For Sale!)

Sasha's eyes flashed sharply when she heard Chris's words. Without realizing it, she was holding her arms, as if trying to protect herself. Sasha looked away and looked at the city view at night. She acted like she didn't know what Chris was talking about!

"Listen to me, damn it!" Chris cursed irritably. He leaned back against the back of the chair and exhaled his cigarette smoke, "Do you think everybody is a fool?! You think the people who were present at the auction don't know what you did to Lilia?! Your attitude was really embarrassing!" Chris scolded her at length.

Hearing Lilia's name being mentioned made Sasha's emotions ignite. The woman turned back to Chris and glared at him.

"What do you mean?! Just because that damn woman likes that stupid painting, I can't buy it?!" Sasha snorted, "Don't forget that this is an auction! The one who offers the highest price is the winner! That damn woman lost because she wasn't rich enough! Why are you defending her?!"

Chris shook his head in disgust, "Seeing your miserable condition now makes me feel sorry for your parents. It seems like their teaching all this time is useless!"

"Chris Hartanto, watch your mouth!" Sasha snapped, "Even though you are my childhood friend, you can't treat me as you wish!"

Chris paused and took a deep breath to calm himself down, "Alright, I'm sorry. But I'm serious. You have to stop making trouble like this. You're only going to embarrass yourself, Sasha. Jean and Lilia are married and you can't change that fact. Do you understand?"

Sasha's body trembled when she heard that fact, but she didn't say anything.

"Do you think you can take Lilia's position by doing silly things like that? On the contrary. Jean will hate you even more if you keep trying to bring Lilia down." Chris said in a serious tone.

Before Sasha could stop herself, she shouted, "Jean will never find out about this...!"

Chris laughed incredulously, "Really? You're his childhood friend— so you must know what Jean is capable of. Don't you think he wouldn't know if you bothered his beloved wife? I'm sure he even knew that you fell in love with him a long time ago!"

Sasha's face turned pale when she heard that. She was desperately racking her brains, trying to guess how long Jean knew about her love. Had it been since Sasha confronted Lilia at the Lakeside Villa that night? Or had he found out since her return to Indonesia after she heard that Jean was getting married? Or… did Jean already know it since they were young?

Sasha closed her eyes tightly and refused to think about the possibility. But that bad thought kept haunting her mind. If Jean knew Sasha loved him a long time ago… then why didn't that man say anything?

"Isn't it because he doesn't love you?" A small voice whispered in Sasha's mind.

"Anyway, think carefully about what you did today."

Chris's voice broke Sasha's mind and made her open her eyes. She looked at the man, who slowly got up from his chair.

"I won't say anything anymore, but you will lose your position if you continue to act like this." Chris continued before turning around and walking away.

"Wait." Sasha called out to him when Chris reached the doorway. The man turned towards her with an annoyed expression, "Tell me, is the woman that Jean has loved for a long time is Lilia Pangestu?"

Chris frowned. Even though he was Jean's childhood friend and one of his closest friends, he didn't know what was in his heart. Maybe only Jean himself knew the answer. So he answered honestly, "I don't know!"

But Chris secretly hoped that this woman was indeed Lilia Pangestu. Jean's personality had been completely changed since the incident 14 years ago, but ever since Lilia appeared, that man had slowly returned to smiling and laughing like before. As his best friend, Chris only hoped that his friend would be happy again.

Sasha looked at Chris with desperate eyes. She asked again, "Then can you tell me what happened 14 years ago?"

Sasha still had hope that Lilia was not Jean's first love. If so, that meant any woman could fill the position of Jean's wife! Including Sasha!

Chris squeezed his cigarette butt and threw it in the trash can. Then he replied coldly, "No one knows what happened 14 years ago. After that internal conflict within the Wijdaya Family, all information has been hidden by them."

Chris turned his head and glared at Sasha.

"Don't try to find out about it. You'll only regret it." Chris warned her one more time before leaving the terrace.

Sasha fell silent in her chair, shivering. She didn't know if this chill was due to the gale of the night wind or from what she had just heard.

After Chris left the terrace, he did not return to the auction room. Instead, he descended the stairs to the first floor and went outside the mansion. When Chris was on the terrace with Sasha, he saw Merry's figure in the parking lot. He suspected that the young woman had come here to accompany Lilia as her assistant. And since there were so many people here who could recognize Merry, the woman must have been hiding in the car.

Chris reached the parking lot and stopped behind one of the cars. He squinted to read the license plate, but then Chris realized he didn't remember the license plate Clifford used. But Chris was pretty sure this was the car he was looking for.

The man walked over and leaned against the back door of the car to eavesdrop. Chris didn't want to do something embarrassing like knocking on the wrong car door! Then he heard clear laughter coming from inside the car.

"Clifford, you are awesome! Don't hold back! Let's go to the other side and make a scene there!"

Chris tilted his head when he heard that. What was awesome? Refrain? What was she talking about? But at least Chris was convinced that it was Merry's voice. The man raised his hand and knocked loudly on the car's window.

"Who? Wait a minute!" Merry yelled at whoever was outside the car. Then she returned her attention to her cell phone screen, "Clifford, leave me alone!" She exclaimed.

Chris grew impatient. Leaving Merry alone? What the hell were they doing in there?! Chris pounded on the car's door even harder, holding back his anger.

"Duh, who was banging on the door?!" Merry squinted and stared out the window. But the lack of lighting outside the car made the woman unable to recognize the figure standing there.

At that moment, a voice sounded from Merry's cell phone, "You have been slain!" She screamed frantically, but it was too late. The character she played had already been killed by the enemy! How annoying!

Merry looked up and cast a hopeful look at Clifford. The man was Merry's only hope of winning the round now! But before Merry could say anything, a voice narrating "You have been slain!" also sounded from Clifford's cell phone.

Merry stomped her feet in annoyance, "Why don't you charge at the enemy? They're all just waiting to be killed!" Merry protested. She had just started playing this online game, but she had never won before. Merry couldn't even kill a single enemy character! What kind of difficult game was this?!

Clifford glanced at Merry in the rearview mirror. His expression was as flat as ever, but there were signs of irritation in his eyes, "Waiting to be killed? You seem to be misunderstanding how to play this game, Miss Merry. They are all waiting there to attack us, not the other way around. They already know we will appear." Clifford explained patiently.

"Huh?" Merry stared back at the man, confused, "But I've put on a character with the best hiding ability! How did they know?!"

Clifford took a deep breath. No wonder Merry couldn't kill a single enemy�� she didn't understand the game at all!

As if agreeing with Clifford's opinion, one of their team members sent a message to Merry, "What is this?! Why are you just charging in and revealing our position?! Could it be that you are spying for the opposing team, huh?!"

Merry turned off the game, frowning. This online game was not fun at all! The players were not friendly and the characters were incompetent!

"MERRY HIROSHI!"

Suddenly, there was a scream from outside the car. The voice sounded very annoyed and made Merry remember that she had let whoever was waiting outside the car.

Merry turned to Clifford with a terrified look, "C-Clifford, is it just my feeling or does it sound like Brother Chris?" She whispered.

Clifford hung up his cell phone and answered by lowering the windshield. The window beside Merry then slid downwards, revealing Chris's crossed arms with an eerie expression.

"Are you guys done having fun?" Chris asked coldly.