“This is the same philosophy that Ms. Alexa has been adhering to when designing jewelry all these


    years. As a fan of hers, I hope to follow in her footsteps in this way. I hope Ms. Bethany Salvador


    doesn’t mind me doing this. I like the gift very much, and it’s precisely because I like it so much that I


    want it to be of greater value.”


    After Ada said this, Bethany naturally did not dare to say no.


    Right now, she only wanted that damned spotlight on her to be turned off and for her embarrassed face


    to disappear from the big screen.


    Ideally, she wished that she could vanish into thin air too.


    “Alexa’s works are difficult to obtain and have extraordinary significance. Therefore, Ms. Ada has


    decided to put this lot up without an asking price!”


    The bidding started, but the audience hesitated.


    “$30 million.”


    A clear voice rang out, and Christopher Iverson smiled as he slowly raised his paddle.


    Thirty million dors?!


    That was the highest bid any of the lots that night had gotten!


    If the lowest price was already $30 million, was the price going to rise into the hundreds of millions of


    dors?


    Although it was true that an Alexa piece was worth that price, this discouraged many people who were


    eager to try their luck.


    “$50 million.” Justin raised his paddle with a cold and distant expression.


    But a spark shed through his eyes, revealing his unquenchable. fighting spirit and ambition.


    The crowd was stunned, wondering if Justin Salvador had a money- printing machine at home that ran


    24/7.


    He had raised the price by $20 million in one go.


    There were a few people who wanted to try bidding too at first, but they caved at this moment.


    “$70 million.” Christopher raised his paddle again, not even frowning.


    He added $20 million too, obviously challenging Justin.


    Justin continued, “$90 million.”


    Christopher chased. “$100 million.”


    Everyone eximed in disbelief as the hall erupted into an uproar.


    Okay, it was confirmed that Christopher Iverson also had a money printing machine at home.


    Be crossed her arms as her thick eyshes fluttered and her red lips pursed into a thin line.


    She watched as the bid got higher, like a stock increasing in value, but there was no trace of a smile on


    her face.


    “Ms. Thompson, those two don’t look like they’re bidding at an auction. They look more like they’re


    arguing.”


    Even Alice could tell what was going on.


    “Exactly! It’s like they think this is a highway intersection and are road. raging here!”


    Be wore a deep scowl. She really wanted to send someone to confiscate the paddles of these two


    crazy show-offs!


    Elsewhere, Shannon watched the whole exchange, stunned.


    “Mom, didn’t you say that Mr. Iverson was poor? But he’s made a $


    100 million bid! How on earth is he poor?” Bethany asked in shock.


    Shannon was unable to reply.


    Had she judged incorrectly this time? Was Christopher a wolf in sheep’s clothing?


    “$120 million.” Justin expressionlessly raised his bid once again.


    Alexa had been one of his hang-ups for a very long time, and he had a lot of repressed feelings about


    her, so he had to win this bid tonight.


    “$150 million!”


    A clear and pleasant voice rang out.


    Be’s beautiful eyes were clear and cold. Finally, unable to hold back, she raised her paddle.Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!