Love at the Wrong Table by Emmanuel Lowe Chapter 223
Chapter 223 As soon as Hubert spoke, it was apparent which family would emerge as the winner of the coveted centerpiece jewelry tonight. “400, going once!” The elegant auctioneer’s voice resonated through the hall. At the same time, Beatrix’s nerves were on edge. Unlike Hubert’s naivety, she recognized Emmanuel’s voice and knew it was her brother–in–law bidding from the VIP room next door. Please, Emmanuel, don’t lose out! “Haha, how about that? Isn’t your future brother–in–law impressive?” Hubert, oblivious to Beatrix’s thoughts, proudly boasted to her. “600!” Suddenly, Emmanuel’s voice echoed in the venue. The audiences present gasped in astonishment. Someone dared to compete with Hubert and even raised the bid by a staggering 2 million! Unfortunately, Emmanuel was absent from the auction hall, leaving everyone clueless about the bidder’s identity. “Oh, Mr. Verkade, it appears that you and my elder sister are not destined to be together!” Beatrix glanced at Hubert, feigning nervousness while feeling elated deep inside. Emmanuel is truly remarkable! Hubert clenched his teeth. The Verkade family’s sponsorship limit for him was 10 million, with the condition that he had to ensure the success of his proposal to Mackenzie. With the price already at 6 million, the pressure on him was immense. Although it was hard on his pocket, he had made bold promises in front of Beatrix and now had no choice but to go through with it. Before he could utter a word, the bidder in the neighboring room raised the bid once again: “800!” The audience was astounded. They had witnessed bidding wars before, but never such an unconventional one. Was someone bidding against themselves to illustrate how lonely it was to be invincible? Beatrix was so thrilled that she wanted to nibble her hand when she realized that Emmanuel’s dominance was beyond expectations! 4 Hubert didn’t think that someone would go against him, but since he had made a public proclamation, he could only say while clenching his fist, “Beatrix, I promised to propose to your sister using this golden jade phoenix. No one can stop me! I meant it!” Hearing that, Beatrix pursed her lips and thought, Who cares about what you’ve said? While 10 million might be substantial for others, it was far from a considerable sum in the eyes of the Quillen family. ! Hubert, who was feeling good about himself, called out, “810!” Damn. How pathetic! Beatrix indeed looked down on him. Compared to Emmanuel, Hubert’s biding method was far inferior! Did he […]
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