Who is this girl? What's about her that's got these two most successful young men competing for her? The crowd wondered.

It's understandable that Scott Anderson is bidding the bracelet for his partner, but what about this other gentleman? What's he doing?

The price had gone up to ten million. Brianna tapped Scott's hand gently, hoping that he would get the message and stop, but Scott didn't even take a look at her and went on raising the price.

Helplessly, Brianna leaned back and looked towards Chris, who was sitting next to Scott. "Please. It's not worth it." She whispered. Chris gazed at her for a few seconds, then smiled and nodded.

In the end, Scott paid fifteen million dollars for the bracelet. Brianna wasn't sure how to feel about it. He probably did it just for the sake of defeating Chris. I doubt he really wanted to get it for me. She thought.

When the auction was over, and most people had dismissed, Brianna and Scott walked out arm in arm. Chris and the girl followed behind.

They stopped by the fountain outside the hotel. Scott took out the bracelet and handed it to Brianna. "Try it on." He said plainly.

"It's for me?" Brianna asked doubtfully.

"Of course."

Brianna accepted with a big smile. Scott had bought her lots of expensive jewelry, but they meant nothing to her. She had hardly worn any. However, this bracelet was different. He had competed to get it for her, with everyone watching. Just as she was to put it on, someone snatched it off her hand suddenly.

Brianna turned around to see Sophia Moore glaring at her angrily. As usual, she was followed by a few muscular and tough bodyguards.

"You don't deserve such a valuable item!" Sophia Moore said with disdain.

Brianna took a look at Scott, who arched his eyebrows as if to say, 'Show me what you've got. Don't let me down.'

Brianna felt encouraged and retorted with a smile, "I know I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth like you were, but I've married the best man, and this is a present from my husband. Ms. Moore, you are not jealous, are you?"

Sophia clenched her fists and stomped her feet angrily. "Jealous?! Jealous of you?! You wish!"

"Well, I find it rather strange that someone as exceptional as you claim yourself to be hasn't even got a boyfriend. I wonder why. Also, what you do every day is just wander about, followed by a group of bodyguards. What did you go to Harvard for? Or did you actually make it there? You probably bought your way into Harvard." Brianna mocked.

A fair amount of people had slowed down or paused to watch what was going on. Sophia Moore, together with Maggie Taylor, were considered the two best-looking women in town, while Brianna had got her own charm. One was the daughter of the American Mafia boss and the other, Scott Anderson's partner. These two in a fight were, of course, a big show to watch.

Fortunately, all the journalists had been asked to leave, or it would be all over the news.

"I have money that can last forever, and I do whatever I please, unlike you, who have to please men to get what you want! You are no one to judge me! Shame on you." Sophia retorted as she glared at Brianna.

Scott seemed intrigued to see how Brianna would react to Sophia's remark. He watched Brianna attentively.

"I'm happy to please the man I want to please, not for the sake of getting what I want, but simply because I want to please him. I feel sorry for you that you don't even have someone to please." Brianna said sincerely. Scott smiled.

"Because I love Scott only. I've loved him since I was little. And, err, and all the other men know they aren't good enough for me..." Sophia stammered a bit.

Brianna couldn't help finding her arrogance ridiculously amusing, and she burst out laughing, which enraged Sophia, and she suddenly lifted her hand up, ready to give Brianna a slap.

However, Scott reacted quickly. He grabbed Sophia's waist with one hand and slapped her on her cheek with the other. Sophia cried out in pain. Her cheek turned red instantly. "Scott..." she muttered, looking at Scott with tearful eyes. "How could you..." She then raised her voice, sounding more shocked and angrier. "How could you?! My father and brother won't let you off."

Scott took out a handkerchief, wiped his hands, and threw it into the bin. "I hope you have by now learned that this is Las Vegas. It's not the Moores' territory. If you treat my woman unkindly again, you won't just get slapped."

With tears streaming down her cheeks, Sophia pouted her lips and threw the bracelet at Brianna angrily.

Brianna took the bracelet and followed Scott to the car. She felt proud and protected.

Just as they were about to get into the car, Chris spoke. "Mr. Anderson, can't you feel it at all? Someone you know so well for so long is just right here with you, but you don't seem to notice at all."

"What do you mean?" Scott turned around and looked at Chris and the girl with the mask on, who had not uttered a word yet.

Scott did find her a bit familiar when he saw her coming in earlier, but he couldn't relate anyone he knew to Chris Butler. Now their eyes met, and as Scott looked into her eyes, he felt that he had seen those eyes before. He noticed that the girl trembled slightly. She looked fragile and thin. Is she... is she... He couldn't say the name he had known so well. How is it possible?

Then, the girl took the hair clip off, and her long wavy hair fell onto her shoulder and back.

She's...She is Sol. Is she?

She took off the light purple long jacket to reveal a white dress with delicate embroideries of flowers. Scott remembered the dress. It was the one he bought for her on her birthday during their most difficult time together.