Chapter 95

Rebecca seemed unaware of what was happening. She walked over to me with a bright smile, handing me a glass of champagne as she said, "Mr. Gebb, you truly are a fine gentleman! "In that custom-made suit, you are simply the epitome of a wealthy scion." I couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly at her words and shook my head. "Wealthy scion? Ha! Not at all." I could, at most, be considered someone who lived paycheck to paycheck. How could I possibly be called a wealthy scion? After all, my assets didn't even amount to a fraction of what Abigail had. Otherwise, Kayla wouldn't have died because she couldn't afford her surgery. But I couldn't say any of this to Rebecca. I could only pretend as if everything was fine, sipping champagne as I followed her forward. Rebecca's identity and status made her one of the most prominent figures at the auction. With her walking alongside me, many people in the venue who wanted to curry favor with her quickly realized that my status was ind