Moira knew well that look. She's being looked down upon by his parents. Well, they probably had researched her. From their findings, she's known to be an orphan and a gold digger. She exhaled and smiled at them genuinely.

"Mr. and Mrs. Wilson." She greeted as she bowed her head. Mrs. Marybeth Wilson looked at Alanis directly.

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"Where did you find such a peasant girl?" She asked in a low voice. Alanis frowned from what his mother said. Moira chuckled and looked at her directly. Mr. and Mrs. Wilson looked at her, didn't think that she would laugh on Marybeth's sarcasm.

"I am not just a peasant girl, Mrs. Wilson." She said with a tight smile.

"Mother, do not insult my fiancée in front of me or anyone," Alanis said between gritted teeth.

"She becomes excessively proud of herself because you are marrying her?" Mrs. Wilson said with a fake smile.

"Mother." Alanis gritted and he looked at his father.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Wilson. But I am proud of myself because I am myself. Not because I am marrying your son. I am only marrying him because I love him."

Alanis looked down at her. He never thought that she would say such a thing to his parents. At least he felt so much love around Moira.

"We are here for the event and to meet his fiancée." Mr. Edison Wilson said to his wife and he smiled at her. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

She smiled at him charmingly and then she pinched Alanis's sleeve.

"Auntie!" They stopped as a woman in a white long gown came and greeted Mr. and Mrs. Wilson. Moira once again met the familiar woman. Mrs. Wilson seemed to be happy seeing her.

"Ivana!" She greeted. "I am so glad that you came!"

"I wouldn't miss it." She said in a perfect English Fluent from her Russian accent. Then she looked at Alanis. "Hi, Alanis." She greeted like an in-love teenager. She wanted to scoff. Alanis only looked at her the way he looked at others. Casual and like she's nothing. Alanis only nodded like he doesn't even know her.

"Al, why won't you introduce Ivana around?" Mrs. Wilson said, and she looked at her trying to intimidate her or something. But Moira is a Mondragon, and no one ever intimidates her but her grandpa.

"She knows people around," Alanis said in a bored voice. Moira looked at the Brooch that she's wearing always. Different designs and different gold or silver coats but still it's all the same emblem. "You need to meet the family designer." He said and pull her closer.

"Babe—but I'm bored." She said as they turned back from his parents with an adorable pout. He smiled and kissed her pouty lips.

"Let's finished the auction first. I am intrigued by the item you put." He said as he brings her around.

"It's just something that Grandpa wanted to put up." She said. "I don't know about his plan, but Andy said that it needed to be auctioned."

Alanis showed her around and introduce her as his fiancée. He introduced her to the person that designed her gowns and will design for their wedding. She thanked him as he kept complimenting her body. She's pleased very pleased.

She took a glass of champagne and smelled it. She asked about the brand of champagne. It's one of expensive champagne that she knew well about the taste. She smiled and nodded as she takes a sip. She frowned, tasting something familiar.

"You okay?" He asked as he was about to sip on his champagne. She stopped him and shook her head. He held her and told his men to check the glass that she had drank.

"I'm fine." She said and she caught Ivana watching her. She smiled at her in a very fake way.

"You sure?" He asked as he looked around.

"Yes."

The host called out for their attention to start the auction. The poison would react within an hour and all she needed to do it to calm herself since she only drank a little amount. Just a taste of it.

The auction started. Ivana donates something big that everyone had bid for. Then next is her item. A Dragon Vase made of Dalbergia. The rarest wood and the most expensive one that can only be found in India. The vase is made by Alexandro Mondragon. The only piece in the world. The bidding started with 800 thousand pounds and they started bidding it until it reached 5 million pounds.

"You didn't tell me about the vase," Alanis said.

"Grandpa wanted something like this," Moira said and she raises her plaque card. "10 million." She said.

"Ten million to Miss Moira." She put down her plaque card. Andy is playing well. Everyone looked at her. "Anyone would bid higher than Ten Million Pounds?"

"This is my own money." She told him.

"Okay."

She clutched her stomach. Then, one of his men came to tell him about the champagne that she drank. She held on Alanis and Alanis's men gathered and he carried her out the gala.

"Call the doctor."

She wrapped her arms around him, and she kissed his cheek.

"I love you."

"Darling, it will be over soon." He told.

***

Andromeda knows that something bad would happen to Moira. But she already told him about it. She exhaled and send ten million pounds to Moira's account. It's from her grandfather and since the money will be put to Africa and India.

She called Alanis's assistant to know about Moira. She's in bed rest and still detoxing. She then sent the coat to Freya with a note.

"You okay, love?" Zachary asked as he gets ready to office.

"Yes." She smiled at him. "I need to finish a few things." She gave him his snack.

"Thank you, love." He kissed her cheek. She followed him to the doorstep and then she received a very passionate kiss from him.

"I'll make dinner for us. So, be home early."

"I will, wifey." He winked and kissed her forehead once more.

She waved at him as his car left.

***

Moira already felt energize. It's just a little amount of poison and she's ready to go with their activities. She stretched her arms and removed the IV from her. Then she searched for Alanis. She put her slippers on and then she came out from their room and heard Alanis scowling at everyone.

"Hey!" She knocked on the door to interrupt him. His eyes are fierce and murderous. But it softens when he saw her.

"Find them now." He demanded and they all nodded and left. They bowed at her and she nodded. She approached him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"I'm hungry." She said and looked up at him.

"What do you want to eat?" He asked as he caressed her hair. She sighed and bit her lip as she thought.

"I can cook for you—"

"No." He kissed her forehead. "I should take care of you."

"What? Are you going to cook for me?" She teased.

"Yes." He kissed her lips.

"Good Morning!" They looked at his parents on the door and an unexpected guest.

She frowned and looked up at him. Is Ivana Lebedov here to see if she's still alive? She tilted her head and indicate them.

"What are you doing here?" He asked and didn't care if they caught them in an intimate moment.

"We are here to check on Moira. We heard about last night."

"Thank you… but you don't need to." He said.

"What happened?" Edison asked.

"Something put poison on her favorite champagne." He said. "But she's fine. She could indicate if her drink had poison or not."

"Impressive." His mother said. He exhaled and just pulled Moira close to him.

"I will tell the maids to bring breakfast to the garden." He said and then he called to the kitchen.

Moira looked at Ivana. She seemed to be disappointed or something. Moira looked up at him and then she grimaced.

"Okay." He smiled at her. He looked at them. "You all go-ahead to the garden." He said to shoo them away.

"Alanis," Ivana called. Alanis carried Moira and then he ignored them all.

Moira wrapped her arms around his neck, and she leaned her forehead to his cheek.

"What's your relationship with Ivana Lebedov?" She asked.

"She's just an acquaintance."

"Really?" She rose her brows. "Your parents seemed to be fond of her." She said.

"Hmm."

He didn't say anything at all as he put her down to the breakfast stool. She propped her elbows over the kitchen counter. He took out the ingredients and smelled it one by one. He washed all the ingredients. She reached out to the knife and started playing on it.

"Tell me…" She said to him.

"My parents have been setting me up to her since then. I don't like her." He said. She nodded.

"Okay." She said and put down the knife. "Water please."

He took a bottle of water and open the cap and then gave it to her. She sipped on it and then she cleared her throat.

"Are you okay now?" He asked.

"Yeah. I can sing for you if you want." She grinned at him.