The Woman From Hell
Chapter 932

Chapter 932

I felt my head spinning. "I don't know much about clothing brands, so I don't usually pay attention tothese things."

“This man and Keith are of the same level." Heidi smiled. "A tycoon like Mr. Grant usually wearsclothes that cost more than millions."

I had never closely examined the brand of clothes Theo usually wore. I said helplessly, “His clothesare usually custom-made. Besides, he has been wearing the same color for many years. Nothingseems special about the clothes he wears."

He always wore black, and there was not a single exception.

Heidi gasped. "Custom-made ones are the expensive ones, okay? The designer's labor cost aloneis an astronomical amount. His clothes are designed by a renowned designer, hand-tailored by thebest tailor, and are no doubt the only ones of their kind out there. There won't be a second piece.You’ll be horrified by how expensive it is."

I pursed my lips and did not say anything else.

The clothes we wore on weekdays were regularly sent over by Theo. I supposed they were allcustom-made. I was not exactly particular about clothes and was fine with them as long as theywere presentable to wear when I went out. Hence, I never really studied these things.

The sandalwood box was eventually given to that bidder, but I did not think that it was a pity.

In my opinion, that box was not worth this much.

I asked Keith to get the man's contact details. If he was curious about what was in the box, hewould agree to try and open it too.

The following items that were up for auction were all jewelry pieces. I was not interested andplanned to leave.

Heidi had no plans on leaving yet, so Keith and I left first.

After leaving the banquet hall, a man called out to us.

It was the man who got the sandalwood box. He walked up to me. "Hello, Miss. Do I have the honorto have a drink with you?"

I glanced at Keith and figured he must have told this guy that I had the other box.

Keith nodded to indicate that I could accept the invitation.

I looked at the man and asked, "What’s your name, Sir?"

He replied with a smile, "Jackie Kingsman. You can

call me Jackie."

I nodded. "Hello, Jackie. I’m Wanda Lane. It's nice to meet you."

Jackie made a polite gesture. "Ladies first, Ms. Lane."

There was a refreshment area inside the hotel. Keith and I followed him there.

He had probably informed the staff in advance because the waiter came to serve us tea as soon aswe took our seats.

Jackie said with a smile, "Salt City's local tea is really famous and I've always wanted to try it."

I did not say anything. Keith looked mildly at him. He said in a deep and low voice, "Mr. Jackie, whydon't you get straight to the point?"

Jackie glanced at him, then looked at me and said, "I heard that Ms. Lane holds a box that looksexactly like the one I got during the auction just now. I'm curious a s to what's inside the box, so Iwould like to put both boxes together to see if I can really open it."

I pursed my lips. "My sentiments exactly, Mr. Jackie. But I left the box at home. If you’re free, youcan take the box to my house to try it out."

"I'm glad you agree, Ms. Lane." Jackie took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "I got mine from anauction. Did you get yours from an auction too, Ms. Lane?"

I shook my head. "My box didn't come from an auction. An elder gave it to me."

Jackie's pupils froze for a moment but his expression quickly returned to normal. "You must be froma prominent family, then, Ms. Lane. An ordinary family would not be able to afford to hire adistinguished carpenter to build this box.”

After a pause, he continued, "But although I'm not from Salt City, I know a little about this city. Itseems like there’s no distinguished family here with the surname Lane."

I smiled slightly and glanced at Keith.

He immediately took the hint and said to Jackie," You've got it wrong, Mr. Jackie. My madam comesfrom an ordinary family. Besides, we still don’t know i f her box and your box are really twins. Sinceboth of you have agreed to give it a try, let's keep in touch by phone as it’s getting late. We shouldbe going back now."

Jackie frowned and said to me, "You haven't even taken a sip of the tea.”