C8 I Want You to Become a Woman That Makes the Whole World Jealous!

"This pink diamond necklace suits you perfectly. With your fair skin, it would look stunning on you."

Mo Ya listened to the bidding, her expression changing slightly. The Yem family was indeed formidable; the starting bid for the diamond necklace was $8 million, and it would surely exceed $10 million by the end. Her relationship with Yem Mohan was merely transactional, and he had already helped her plenty tonight. Accepting such a gift was out of the question.

Mo Ya naturally declined.

However, Yem Mohan acted as if he hadn't heard her, signaling his assistant to continue bidding. $8.5 million, $9 million, $10 million... the bids climbed higher until it reached $18 million. Only then did Yem Mohan turn to Mo Ya and say, "I can't wait to see you wearing it, begging for more beneath me. Have you forgotten? Tonight, you officially become mine, and this is my first gift to you. As long as you obey, I'll make you the envy of the world."

"Our arrangement— you’ve done so much for me already, and I haven’t done anything for you. I can't accept this," Mo Ya replied.

Hearing this, Yem Mohan almost laughed, as if she'd told a funny joke. He gently stroked the back of her head, pulling her closer, and whispered so only she could hear, "Our deal is one thing; being my woman is another. I'm generous with my women, but remember, be obedient! Like a little kitten, you're allowed to be playful, but defiance won't be tolerated. Otherwise, I won't hesitate to remove any disobedience, bit by bit. It will be very painful."

His whispered words sent shivers down Mo Ya's spine, and the veiled threats made her realize that their arrangement was never a simple transaction. She had sold herself to this devil, and his help in dealing with her troubles was merely a small gift to his pet.

After all, whether it's the An family or the Mo family, dealing with them is as easy for him as squashing an ant.

This realization hit Mo Ya with such clarity and directness that a chill spread through her, making her limbs go numb.

"Congratulations to Director Mo for acquiring this rare treasure for $18 million."

The assistant presented the diamond necklace, and Yem Mohan graciously stood up in front of everyone to personally remove the jade necklace from Mo Ya's neck and replace it with the diamond one. Once again, it was clear to everyone how favored Mo Ya was by Yem Mohan.

The envy and silent resentment from many were palpable, but at that moment, Wan Daquan, the CEO of Wanhai Group sitting on the other side, had an inscrutable glint in his eyes. He turned to the elegantly dressed woman beside him, whose face mirrored his displeasure, and said:

"Inform Liuli to return immediately. Her marriage to Yem Mohan must happen this year."

"But hasn't Yem Mohan refused?"

"Hmph, as long as Old Master Yem agrees, Yem Mohan can't do anything about it. You can't stand by and watch our daughter be humiliated by a cast-off, can you? If she doesn't come back, the Wan family's reputation will be in shambles."

The woman nodded. A cast-off being doted on by Yem Mohan was unacceptable.

"Perhaps we should deal with that woman. After all, she's just a cast-off."

"No rush. I know what I'm doing. The Wan family's reputation isn't so easily tarnished. Mo Ya, hmph, just wait and see."

Wan Daquan, ever the strategist, sat quietly, pretending not to notice Yem Mohan's affront to the Wan family.

While they remained unnoticed, Yem Mohan, back in his seat, glanced over at the Wan family's table. A subtle smile played on his lips, hinting at plans unknown to anyone...