Chapter 289: Leaving Was the Wisest Choice

“Let go of my Mommy!” Dodo exclaimed as he rushed over from the side. He then bared his teeth at Halston’s arm and bit down hard.

“Who’s this little devil? Ow! It hurts so much! Let go of me!” Halston yelled as he forcefully flung Dodo away.

Realizing Dodo was about to be thrown to the ground, Raylee immediately broke free from the masked man. With a swift stride, she rushed forward and managed to catch Dodo in her arms.

“Mommy…” Dodo, much like a little kitten, burrowed into Raylee’s embrace.

Everyone was shocked when they saw that. Since when did Raylee have a son?

Dodo pointed at Halston, his sweet and soft voice filled with strong distaste as he said, “Mommy, are you planning to run off with this green-haired turtle, leaving me and Daddy behind?”

Raylee chuckled as she playfully tousled his hair. “Children shouldn’t speak out of turn.” She didn’t want others to know about her relationship with the masked man and Dodo. At the moment, the situation was a bit complicated.

Right as she was wondering how she could make things clear, Casimir swept his gaze over the masked man and was suddenly taken aback. “Excuse me; are you Mr. Foucault?”

“Mr. Foucault?” As the name echoed in Alaric’s mind, it sparked a memory. He hurriedly asked, “Are you Mr. Foucault of the Malk royal family from Central Epea?”

The masked man didn’t deny it and simply stood before the crowd with his hands clasped behind his back. He held an air of regality, as if he were a king reigning supreme, commanding respect and submission from all. Just his unrivaled aura alone was enough to steal the show.

“Yeah!” Casimir, swallowing his excitement, began recounting the masked man’s origins by saying, “Mr. Foucault’s full name in Corvainan is Sebastian Foucault. He was rumored to be the third-generation heir of the Malk royal family in Central Epea. Due to certain circumstances, he was required to wear a mask all day. His family’s wealth is ranked among the top three globally, with businesses spread across the world, encompassing sectors such as firearms, oil, and high-tech, among others. The Malk royal family, located in Central Epea, is an entity that reigned supreme over the law. To say they were immensely powerful would not be an exaggeration…”

Upon hearing these words, everyone present was utterly astounded.

Halston said in disbelief, “Seriously? This guy, who hides behind a mask, is actually that impressive?”

This was also the first time that Raylee learned about the royal status of the masked man. She was shocked, yet also felt helpless. What shocked her was his incredibly impressive background. What left her feeling helpless was that her knowledge of him came from the words of others.

Alaric glared at Halston, “You mustn’t be so disrespectful toward Mr. Foucault!” Saying that, he moved closer to the masked man, eager to build a connection. “I didn’t expect that my humble banquet would attract you, Mr. Foucault. Your arrival truly brought life and vibrancy to the charity sale! This is indeed an honor for me!”

A person of this caliber, a global magnate, was simply beyond Alaric’s ability to invite. Even within his circle, there was no opportunity to get acquainted with someone like this. He couldn’t fathom what kind of luck had brought such a powerful figure to him that night. Regardless, Sebastian’s arrival was nothing but beneficial; there were no downsides to it! Just his presence alone elevated the charity auction tonight to an unimaginable level of prestige.

The masked man gave Alaric a casual glance; his demeanor was neither cold nor warm as he pointed at Raylee and said, “As the host of the feast, how could you not handle the unexpected situation properly? This beautiful lady almost got injured.”

Alaric had not expected that such a bigwig would take a minor matter so seriously. To be precise, he was taking Raylee very seriously. Who would’ve thought Raylee’s beauty would manage to captivate Mr. Foucault? Suddenly, a daring thought flashed through his mind.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Foucault. It’s my incompetence that I couldn’t resolve this matter in time. However, the one causing trouble was Ms. Tiffany of the Lorimer family, so I had to deal with it tactfully,” Alaric said with a look of regret on his face. With that single sentence, he had shifted all the blame onto Tiffany.

Since an unexpected situation had arisen, Tiffany decided not to cause further trouble. She quickly said, “I have to leave now due to some urgent matters. We will settle the score for tonight’s incident when I have some free time.”

The Lorimer family held unparalleled sway in Jexburgh’s social circles, so she could throw her weight around however she pleased. However, since someone far more formidable had shown up, she wouldn’t dare to cross him in any way. To avoid stirring up trouble, she figured leaving was the wisest choice.