"Dad, the gavel hasn’t struck yet; it’s not a done deal. Grandpa is unconscious and in critical condition. Why don’t you co with us now?"
Bella Scott couldn’t help but persuade, reaching to pull on Mason Scott’s arm, "That piece of blue and white porcelain just now, let’s not take it, let it go."
In front of so many people, Bella Scott couldn’t outright say that Mr. Scott had been stricken down by anger over that piece of blue and white porcelain.
She could only subtly find an excuse to persuade Mason Scott to leave.
"No way!" Mason Scott pushed Bella Scott’s hand away without a second thought.
"That blue and white porcelain piece was won by your father with nine million dollars. If I say I don’t want it now, where am I supposed to put my face?"
"Dad..." Bella Scott could no longer bear to watch and quietly whispered: "The blue and white porcelain is too expensive; it’s not worth it. Accompany Grandpa in his ti of need. Filial duty cos first; no one will laugh at you."
"Expensive, what’s so expensive? We’ve already prepaid fifteen million dollars in our account, what’s wrong with buying sothing worth nine million!"
Mason Scott completely failed to appreciate Bella Scott’s good intentions, disdainfully pushing her away.
Bella Scott was almost made sick with anger by Mason Scott’s words.
Indeed, the accounts of the buyers with gray invitations all had fifteen million dollars prepaid, but prepaynt does not an all of it should be spent.
The Scott family’s situation has changed; without the protection of Larry Scott, even Mason Scott’s company is missing a few billion dollars in annual revenue.
Mason Scott, accustod to extravagant spending, has yet to realize the troubles of the Scott family.
"Alright, alright, the ambulance is here. You quickly send Mr. Scott to the hospital. Lily and I will stay here; you go first."
Unable to persuade Mason Scott and worried for Grandpa, Bella Scott could only follow the ambulance to send Mr. Scott away.
After Mr. Scott left, the auction hall regained its bustling activity.
Lot No. 12 had been sold to Mason Scott, and next was Lot No. 13 up for bidding.
...
"Uncle, Grandpa has collapsed. Aren’t you going to see him?" In the first row of the VIP seat, Lily quietly asked Larry Scott.
Although Larry Scott had publicly disowned his ties with the Scott family.
It’s indisputable that Mr. Scott, despite favoring Mason, was actually rather good to his grandson Larry.
Lily didn’t believe Larry Scott would truly ignore Mr. Scott.
"I’m not going." Larry Scott was colder than she expected.
"If Grandpa is truly in a bad state, I will fulfill my duties as his grandson. dical expenses, living expenses, not a penny less. But beyond that, that’s all I can give. If he wants care, if he wants soone to solve his problems, he should look to Mason and Bella. They are his real family."
Lily: "..."
She was originally worried Uncle might soften, but it seed she had overthought it.
On Lily’s left side sat Larry Scott, and on her right sat Aidan Lucas.
She had been angry at Aidan Lucas for not informing her of his plans and had intentionally leaned towards Larry Scott’s side, not speaking to Aidan Lucas.
Now that she was slightly less angry and very curious, she intentionally leaned a bit towards Aidan Lucas.
"The auction is halfway done, where is this arrangent you ntioned? What did you arrange? Tell ."
She was making peace, so Lily thought Aidan Lucas would surely spill the beans.
But Aidan Lucas remained tight-lipped, pinching her face with a tone used for coaxing children, "Be patient. You’ll find out later."
"You..."
Lily was exasperated, with nowhere to vent her frustration.
Just then, she heard the auctioneer calling, "Eight point two five million once, eight point two five million twice, eight point two five million..."
"Twelve million!" Lily raised her paddle, calling out a staggering figure.
Hmph, bad man, that’ll teach you not to speak.
If you won’t speak, fine. After all, the money in her account was deposited by Aidan Lucas. She’d see to it to spend all of Aidan Lucas’s money today!
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