There were many undercover guards along the way, and they were all trying their best to pretend to be passers-by.
Jenna was secretly stunned. Who in the world was that person? How could she have such an imposing air? According to the man, that person was a woman.
She walked carefully. For a moment, she regretted her decision.
What if...
Jenna felt very uneasy.
Two foreign men were guarding the entrance of the private room with their faces devoid of emotions. They were fully armed.
After seeing that, Jenna only felt like fleeing from that place.
That scene was slightly terrifying and it just so happened that Hansen was away to to be with Liya.
She didn't want to chat with that noble lady, and she had no intention of flattering the other party to climb up the social ladder either. So what if she had a very noble identity? She didn't envy such
fame.
In fact, Jenna really had nothing to talk about with her. What could she talk about with all those people in high places? They couldn't talk about the jade fan either, as she knew nothing about it other than her mother wanting it.
The auction was still in full swing. So, the security downstairs would definitely be tight. With that in mind, Jenna thought if she left right then, the other party would not dare to offend her. After all, she was still under the public eye.
Otherwise, if she shouted out loud at that moment, then she could also get away.
As those thoughts flashed across her mind, she heard an amiable voice coming from the inside. "Is Mrs. Richards here? Please invite her in."
The voice was kind and gentle. Jenna felt that it was very familiar, but she couldn't recall whose voice that was.
For a time, her nervousness and anxiety faded away. She even had an affectionate feeling, which gradually calmed her heart down.
"Ma'am, she's already here at the door. I'll invite her in," a woman said respectfully.
"Hurry up, invite her in." Hearing that Jenna was already there, the person with the amiable voice became somewhat excited.
After a while, the door opened slowly.
A middle-aged woman wearing glasses came out with a smile plastered across her face.
"Greetings, Mrs. Richards."
"Hello there." Jenna didn't know how to react at the moment. So, she just smiled and answered mechanically.
"Our Ma'am has a good impression of you, and she often talks about you. Please enter." After looking at her, the middle- aged woman was vaguely surprised. Her eyes were fixed on her face for a few seconds before she spoke politely.
"Oh, alright," Jenna answered blankly with a smile. Then, as if she was bewitched, she couldn't help following her in.
Although the room was exquisite and luxuriously decorated, it was not old- fashioned. The wallpaper had plum blossoms on it, and it made people feel refreshed.
A noble lady was sitting on a burgundy velvet chair. From a distance, she looked as if she was in her fifties, dressed in a gray evening gown. Draped over her shoulders was a black overcoat. When Jenna got a little closer, she saw everything clearly. That dress was a combination of both Eastern and Western elements, and it was custom-made by the world-renowned designer, Johannes Kemmerer.
However, she soon became even more surprised. That old woman seemed familiar. Her facial features were neat, and her skin was flawless, making her look elegant and beautiful. She soon had a weird feeling.
She had seen her before, but where?
Surely enough, the old woman waved to her and said with a smile, "Mrs. Richards, I didn't expect to meet you here again. It really is fate."
Jenna was dumbstruck. She cried out in a low voice, "You're Madam Lilian."
Seeing that Jenna had recognized her, a warm and satisfied smile appeared on Madam Lilian's impeccable face. "Mrs. Richards, it's an honour for you to remember me."
By that time, Jenna was completely relaxed. After they went their separate ways at the banquet during their previous meeting, she thought that she wouldn't be able to meet Madam Lilian again. So, she had already forgotten about her.
She was certain that she wouldn't look for her on her own, as she had a noble status, and was from another country. The chances of Jenna herself taking the initiative to look for her would be even lower. Hence, she thought it was not possible for the two of them to meet each other again.
That was why Jenna had completely forgotten about Madam Lilian.
That was obviously not the case, as they were able to meet each other again coincidentally.
What was more, both of them were after the jade fan.
"It seems that Mrs. Richards had long forgotten about an old woman like myself." Looking at Jenna's face, which gradually changed from astonishment to disbelief, then to awkwardness, she could see through the changes in Jenna's mind with her wise eyes, and she couldn't help but to feel disappointed. "Mrs. Richards, I have never forgotten you."
The fact that Madam Lilian admitted that she still remembered Jenna made Jenna feel even more embarrassed. Although Madam Lilian looked slightly disappointed, she was still kind and amiable.
A strong sense of familiarity instantly engulfed Jenna.
After coming back to her senses, she immediately smiled, blinked her bright eyes, and said in a very friendly manner, "It's not that, Madam Lilian. I do remember you. The amiable feeling you made me feel was something that was unforgettable."
Jenna spoke up in time. It was true that even though she had forgotten Madam Lilian, the amiable feeling she gave off was still something that couldn't be hidden. That feeling has always been engraved in Jenna's mind ever since they met, and she would never be able to forget it.
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