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Number 14, 45 million! Going once! Going twice! The host’s voice was filled with excitement, focused on Maggie
Beth’s heart raced, unsure whether she wished Maggie would keep bidding or give up.
Maggie chose not to continue. After consulting Mia, she knew the estimated value of the azure porcelain vase was around 18 million, making a sale for 22.5 million quite feasible.
With Beth’s bid at 45 million, she had already doubled the price and likely wouldn’t go further.
Mia, feeling a bit excited, asked from the side, “Should we raise the bid?”
Maggie glanced at her, bluntly asking, “It’s your family’s vase. Why would you want to buy it?”
Mia wisely stayed silent upon hearing this.
Even though it seemed unlikely, she was just trying to make Beth place a higher bid.
One can dream.
Maggie interrupted her daydream, stating firmly, “Beth’s not an idot.”
A dog that barks doesn’t bite. Beth overbid 15 million just to dampen my spirits. I wouldn’t call that stubborn: I’d call that reckless.
*45 million, sold! Congratulations to Number 14!”
With the hammer falling, the azure porcelain vase was won by Beth. Many around applauded and offered their congratulations, their eyes turning to her.
Beth remained unmoved, only lamenting that her position was too far forward to see Maggie’s expression.
But there was no rush; there would be a banquet after the auction, and she’d rub it in her face then.
Afterwards, a few more items were auctio ed, but none caught Maggie’s interest, so she refrained from bidding.
After all, she wasn’t made of money!
Then came the vintage fan she and Leo had selected together. Perhaps Beth didn’t want to offend Leo or wasn’t aware of their relationship, so she didn’t interfere.
Leo successfully acquired it, albeit at a price several times higher due to the audience’s preference for such
items.
Next up was the fountain pen that Emma liked, supposedly intended as a gift for Ericko.
This pen was indeed very exquisite.
With its deep navy blue color, a diamond embedded on the top of the cap, and the gold clip complementing the gleaming navy, it exuded a subtle luxury.
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Maggie listened sporadically. As the host announced the starting bid, Mia couldn’t help but ask, “Should I compete with Emma?”
Without having to ask, Maggie knew Mia just wanted to stir up trouble.
“Why bother competing?” Maggie asked.
It’s cheap, and isn’t she planning to give it to Ericko? If I win it, I’ll give it to him. I think that’ll really piss her off!” Mia casually remarked, her cat–like eyes carrying a hint of laziness..
“No need for trouble; let her give it to him if she wants.” Maggie sneered with an indifferent gaze.
At these words, Mia knew Maggie must have a plan and turned to look at her.
Meeting Mia’s lazy gaze, Maggie couldn’t help but smile.
Mia shivered inexplicably; those eyes of hers were surprisingly sharp, carrying an unmasked calculation.
Yeah, that’s more like it.
Mia withdrew her gaze, knowing Maggie had always been shrewd and cunning.
Just with that look, Mia knew someone was going to be in trouble or end up heartbroken.
“After she gives it to Ericko, I’ll have him give it to me.” Maggie’s eyes crinkled in a smile.
Mia was stunned for a few seconds.
Yeah! Why didn’t I think of that?
I can’t wait to see the look on Emma’s face then!
“But it’s still okay to raise the price for her. After all, the more valuable the item, the more sincere the gift,” Maggie spoke softly.
Mia immediately raised her paddle, eager to see Emma’s miserable face.
*1.2 million!”
The fountain pen’s price jumped from 750,000 to 19
million; it was quite a hefty sum.
Emma was already quite frustrated and couldn’t help but turn her head to look in Maggie and Mia’s direction.
Mia raised an eyebrow at her while laughing openly and provocatively, blatantly provoking her.
Emma gritted her teeth, her face darkening as she raised her paddle again. “1.5 million!”
“Number 15, 1.5 million! Any more bids?”
Mia immediately threw out another bombshell. “2.2 million.” She then added without any hesitation, “Emma I modest unit give un Vou can’t hear me
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Originally. Emma hadn’t planned to continue; after all, she didn’t have the same kind of wealth as Beth.
But she never expected Mia to be so audacious, openly calling her name and boasting in front of the entire
auction house!
Such blatant provocation was like rubbing her face in the dirt.
Maggie’s expression remained unchanged; after all, if she didn’t do something, it wouldn’t justify her sitting quietly for over an hour.
“Mia, you’re speaking too soon! Do you really think Aquapolis is solely under the Gatlins‘ control?” Emma glared at Mia, her voice cold.
“Of course not! There are only the few of us Gatlins; we can’t compare to the Hollands‘ big family.” Mia retorted without reservation, her eyes and eyebrows tinged with undisguised sarcasm and scorn.
The host seemed to be at a loss for words at this point, awkwardly asking. “Ladies, is there anyone else bidding?”
As soon as he finished. Mia stared straight at Emma and said bluntly, 75 million.”
“What?”
Some around were shocked, clearly not expecting Mia’s bid to be so outrageous.
A bid of 75 million silenced the words that Emma had originally intended to say,Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.
She had planned to bid 3 million, but she hadn’t expected Mia, this crazy woman, to outright place a bid of 75 million
Emma reasoned that she shouldn’t continue.
Her gaze then fell on the seductive and provocative Mia not far away, with her big wavy curls and deep V- neck black dress.
With her alluring and flirtatious cat eye as well as her bright red lips, she resembled a sexy actress from an old movie, exuding charm with every move.
However, her features also embodied spoiled arrogance, with a cold, determined gaze that wasn’t that of a virtuous woman, let alone an easy target.
Mia’s lips curved, her words sharp as she said, “I heard you’ve long admired Ericko and plans to give this fountain pen to him. So, Ms. Holland, is your love only worth 1.5 million?
“Or can’t the Hollands come up with a mere 75 million?”