After bidding farewell to Mrs. Gamble, Callie’s face remained tense. Reuben noticed and patted her shoulder. “Callie, do whatever you think you can handle the consequences of.”
“… Alright.”
Mrs. Gamble, not giving up, later sent Callie a message with an enthusiastic invitation: “I’ll cover for you. Come with me. I’ll introduce you as my sister.”
She was both worldly and unworldly, which made Callie chuckle. “Alright, let’s join the fun.”
In the Paucaster Villa Complex, there were various exquisite dresses. She casually picked a smoky gray long dress, put her hair up, and wore a long star-shaped earring. She looked both beautiful and appropriate.
Mrs. Gamble praised her, saying youth indeed had its advantages.
They entered the venue hand in hand.
Callie deliberately chose to come on the second day of the auction to avoid running into many people she didn’t want to see.
But she couldn’t escape it; as soon as she entered, she saw a familiar figure.
Even sitting in a corner, that man was striking and commanding. He slightly lowered his head as a woman beside him handed him a document to review. He glanced at it and signed with a pen.
Just watching his actions could make one’s heart flutter.
Mrs. Gamble tentatively asked, “Shall we go say hello?”
Callie took a deep breath and looked away. “Forget it.”
She had nothing worth auctioning and no money to buy anything; this time, she was just here to support Mrs. Gamble.
She also sat in a corner, looking very relaxed. With Mrs. Gamble sitting beside her, those who wanted to curry favor wisely stayed away.
Mrs. Gamble bid on a few items but didn’t like any of them. Tired of sitting upright, she handed the decision-making power to Callie. “Bid on whatever you like; I’ll pay.”
Callie opened her eyes. “That’s not very appropriate.”
“Since you’re here as my sister, you should help me save face.” Mrs. Gamble touched her face and smiled charmingly.
Callie instinctively looked at Nelson’s position. They were seated diagonally across from each other; if both looked up, they could clearly see each other.
But he didn’t look up.
She still didn’t know what Nelson wanted. If he had no purpose, he wouldn’t have come here casually.
Callie knew his ways too well.
Unable to guess what Nelson wanted, she saw something she liked.
A picture of a bracelet was projected on the big screen-a white thin chain with a starry sky design, luxurious yet simple. It would look beautiful on a fair wrist. Callie fell in love with it at first sight.
The starting price was only fifty thousand dollars.
Callie looked at Mrs. Gamble, who nodded. “If you want it, bid for it.”
So she boldly raised the bidding paddle on the table. “Sixty thousand.”
Seeing her, someone seemed intent on competing with her. “Seventy thousand.”
“Eighty thousand.”
“Ninety thousand.”
Callie almost angrily looked at the woman bidding against her. For just a bracelet, even if she liked it, bidding up to a hundred thousand was too much. Moreover, judging by her expression, it wasn’t because she liked it but because she wanted to oppose Callie.
Unhappy, Callie lowered her eyes and stopped bidding.
Just as the price was about to settle at ninety thousand, a cool voice broke the calm atmosphere: “One hundred and twenty thousand.”
Callie suddenly looked up at Nelson. He was calmly talking to his secretary beside him, seemingly indifferent to the auction.
He didn’t even glance at her.
Callie took a deep breath and defiantly raised her paddle again. “One hundred and thirty thousand.”