A Crazy Night

Chapter 17

Christina clenched her fists, and she was a little unsettled under the mask.

Seeing that Brayden was competing with others and raising the bid, she assumed Brayden had certainly mistaken her for Peacock.

She wanted to ask him to stop, but she wasn’t in a position to do so, as she was still on stage.

The bidding had gone from five thousand to over ten thousand. However, the audience had no intention of stopping, and they even started bidding over a million.

Brayden was from a wealthy family, and he was known as the handsome, rich man on campus. However, hundreds of thousands were too high of a price, and he simply couldn’t afford it. He felt anxious that the junior he liked would have to dance for another man.

Seeing that Brayden was worried for Christina, Freya felt as if her heart had been stabbed by a dagger. “Brayden, Christina volunteered to be a dancer. Even if you’re worried about her, she won’t care at all.”

Brayden merely balled his fists, his facial muscles tense.

As no one was raising the price, the host was about to end the auction when a cold and deep voice came from the crowd. “Five million!”

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice almost at the same time. Who is the generous man who will pay five million just for a dance?

Under the dark lighting, the man stood there with his hands behind his back. He had chiseled facial features. His brows were dashing, and his tapered eyes were as deep as an abyss. He pursed his thin lips slightly as an elegant aura emanated from his body.

At that moment, it was unlikely that anyone would bid a higher price than him.

Nathaniel flashed a faint smile as he became the big winner. He strode toward Christina.

Seeing that Nathaniel was about to bring Christina away, Brayden was so agitated that he got up on the stage before Nathaniel without hesitation. He held Christina’s hand. “Come with me!” Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Christina felt a pain in her wrist. She couldn’t help but furrow her brows. “Brayden, let me explain—”

Before she could finish her sentence, her other hand was being held by Nathaniel, who had caught up with them. “Let her go!”

The two men looked as if they couldn’t tolerate each other and went into a stalemate. Nathaniel had the upper hand due to his height. They stared at each other intensely, and neither of them was willing to let go of Christina.

“Let go of me!” Christina had both her arms pulled apart on each side. She had never expected things to develop in such a strange direction.

The scene on stage where two men were fighting over a woman sparked a debate among the audience.

Freya watched the two handsome men fighting over Christina, and her jealousy intensified. She was gifted to the Hadley family by her own family like an object. She doesn’t deserve to have two men fighting over her.

Freya walked onto the stage and stared right into Christina’s eyes with fury.

Christina’s pupils dilated slightly. Is Freya here to stop the fight?

Before Christina could speak, Freya walked toward her and reached for her mask, pulling the mask off her face.

The crowd gasped in shock and almost everyone saw the woman behind the mask.

Her face was delicate, and her shimmering eyes were bright and enchanting. The crowd had never seen such an alluring beauty before.

Taking in the flustered look on Christina’s face, Freya curled her lips into a mocking smirk. “Christina, shouldn’t you be at the Hadley residence right now?”

Christina was stunned, as she didn’t understand why Freya would ask her such a question in this situation.

Freya deliberately pulled Brayden’s hand, which was holding Christina’s, away. “Christina, you’re working here as a dancer? Won’t your husband chase you out from the family if he finds out?”

Freya had spoken as if she was concerned about Christina, but in fact, she had disclosed everything that she shouldn’t have talked about.

Christina’s face darkened. She realized Freya was purposely speaking about her private matters in front of Brayden.

Freya approached Christina again. “You’re a married woman, yet you don’t care about your identity as a wife and work as a dancer. Not only that, but you lied to Brayden. What is your motive?”