Married by Accident, Taming the Billionaire novel Chapter 300

Chapter 300 Uncovering His Background

"May I have a word with both of you?"

The man gestured and led Cecelia and Remington to a quieter place.

"I am Benson Quinsey. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Benson extended his hand to Remington. Remington and Cecelia exchanged a glance because the person who provided the Collection of Fragrant Clothes for the auction also seemed to have the surname Quinsey.

"Mr. Quinsey?"

Remington shook Benson's hand, and so did Cecelia.

"I wonder why you know so much about it, Mr. Quinsey. Are you the collector who provided the auction item?"

Faced with Cecelia's suspicion, Benson gave a faint smile. "Miss Linsey, you're really smart. You have already figured it out. Yes, I provided the item for this auction, and I can confirm that the stolen item is indeed a replica."

"But why did you do that? Are you trying to profit from it by using a replica to deceive everyone and making us all bid for it?"

Cecelia's impression of Benson was deteriorating. After all, ordinary people would not do such a dishonest thing as openly committing forgery.

Fortunately, the deal didn't go through previously. Otherwise, Remington would have spent 500 million on a fake. It was simply a scam.

"No! I just wanted to make a deal with you. Only by working together can we obtain the real Collection of Fragrant Clothes."

Cecelia looked at the man in front of her with suspicion, unable to trust him.

Remington also felt that this man had hidden depths. "Are you sure we can get the real recipe if we work together? So, do you know where the real recipe is?"

"Of course, it's in the possession of the Songo family. Miss Linsey, you should be familiar with the Songo family in Bemanko's Porema, right?"

Cecelia finally understood and sneered. "I see. You don't actually have the recipe. You just forged a replica. Your purpose in doing all this is to lure us out and to use me to obtain the original. Everything was part of your plan."

"As I said, it's not using. It's collaborating. I don't want the recipe, really."

Benson's brows furrowed with seriousness, his tone was earnest, and every word he uttered expressed his sincerity.

"What is it that you want?" Cecelia asked.

"The Songo family owes me," Benson replied.

A mysterious glint crossed his eyes, which seemed so unfathomable. "Think about it! Don't you want to seek justice for your grandmother? Don't you want to uncover the truth behind The Collection of Fragrant Clothes?"

Seeing Cecelia's silence, Benson pulled out a business card and handed it to her. "This is my card. If you decide, feel free to contact me anytime."

Benson left, and Cecelia and Remington prepared to leave the scene as well.

On the way back to the hospital, Cecelia was filled with confusion. "Who is Benson? Why does he want to work together with me?"

"I'll have someone investigate him thoroughly. From what we know so far, he's approaching you precisely because you are a descendant of the Songo family, and you can approach the Songos openly. That's what he lacks."

"It's possible. Let's gather more information about him first."

Cecelia wouldn't blindly trust someone she had only met once. It was essential for them to discover if there were hidden conspiracies behind his actions.

The sudden incident occurring at Christie's auction house hit the headlines. The media was providing extensive coverage on the matter.

Cecelia and Remington returned to the hospital, which had already restored order.

Whitegon and Featheron approached Remington upon Remington's return and reported, "Sir, there were two attempted attackers. We caught one of them, but the other escaped with injuries."

"All right. Intensify the search!" Remington commanded.

"Yes, sir!"