The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 143

Before Akio said anything, Yvette spoke up. “Donald, what's the meaning of this? Don't you know who Mr. Ono is? It doesn't matter how much money you have. Mr. Ono is Yatran royalty! A lowly peasant like you can never compare with someone as prestigious as him! So watch yourself, or you're going to regret it!”

Irene, too, barked, “That's right! Mr. Ono is an honored guest from Yartran. How dare you treat him with such impertinence? You're embarrassing all of us here!”

If there was anything Donald hated, it was sycophantic people like them. He glanced at the two women. “You're blindly worshipping everything foreign while looking down on your own people. Say another word like this and perish.”

His gaze was piercing and cold, lethal like a blade out of its sheath.

It was Akio who broke the silence. “Sit down,” he told the two women before directing his gaze at Sixten. “Carry on.”

Yvette and Irene sat down after sending twin glares at Donald.

Meanwhile, Jennifer was looking at the young man with mixed feelings. She could not understand why he chose to oppose Akio Ono tonight.

Though Lana and the rest wanted to persuade Donald into relenting, they were somehow apprehensive to do so.

Reina could tell that Donald was not in a very good mood. “It's okay, Donald. I'm here for you no matter what you do,” she said gently.

“Thanks, but I know what I'm doing,” Donald said simply.

A few more lots later, it was finally time for the grand finale.

“I think everyone should know what's coming up,” Sixten announced. “The final lot is a necklace and gown personally designed by internationally renowned fashion legend - Ms. Lilith Snowden. That's right, the necklace and gown are none other than Eternal Love and A Midsummer Night's Dream!”

Two slender girls came out carrying the sapphire blue gown and the necklace made from Corleon meteorites.

The large screen behind the stage started showing photos of the two items, taken from every angle so that the guests could see how flawless the designer pieces were.

“Those two belonged to you, didn't they?” Shannon asked Jennifer. “Why are you selling them?”