Caiden Ward’s female companion today seed truly beautiful and elegant, with an air of aloofness that kept strangers at a distance.
She seed to evoke a man’s desire to conquer.
Of course—
He just casually thought about it and didn’t care much.
Then he looked up at the landscape painting displayed on the screen ahead, gesturing for his assistant to raise the sign.
"An authentic work by Calligrapher King, the landscape painting ’Mist-Covered Scent River,’ Ebay Web founder and chairman, Mr. Justin Leaf, bids eight million!" The auctioneer looked around, speaking loudly, "Is there any bid higher than eight million?"
As the words fell, the gaze turned to another direction, and he continued, "Bidder number thirty-one offers ten million. Any bids higher than ten million? Ten million going once..."
The room was quiet for a mont.
The auctioneer spoke again, "Ten million going twice, ten million..."
Before the sentence was finished, the voice beca excited, "Mr. Leaf bids sixteen million!"
Most of the auction items displayed at the banquet ca from private donations, with so bought at a low price. Bidders raised their signs, and the highest bid won, the difference becoming donations to charity.
However—
Even so.
Bidder would still evaluate the market value of the auction item.
Balancing interests, rarely offering much higher than the market value, achieving a win-win situation.
With Justin Leaf’s bid, naturally no one followed.
The auctioneer asked three tis loudly, then settled the auction with a hamr.
Soon—
The second auction item was presented.
The attendant lifted the red silk covering on top, and the at stone on the plate appeared on the electronic screen.
Maeve stared wide-eyed for a closer look, marveling, "What a beautiful chicken leg."
The second auction item was a natural at stone indistinguishable from a real chicken leg.
It resembled a chicken leg not only in size and shape but also the skin, the pores on the skin, and the bone protruding from the at were clear and vivid, a masterpiece of nature with high collectible value.
The auctioneer introduced, "A natural at stone—Honey-Glazed Chicken Leg donated by Remy Lee, a national gem and jadeite appraiser, starting bid at one hundred and twenty thousand."
A low murmur of whispers arose in the room.
The attendant carried the plate, circling the room, displaying the auction item once around.
Finally passing by Caiden Ward.
Maeve said with innocent curiosity, "Can I touch it?"
"Young lady..."
The word "no" had yet to exit the attendant’s mouth when Caiden Ward said casually, "Let her touch it."
"..." The attendant was montarily stunned, her face slightly flushed, as she bent closer.
Maeve’s white, tender little hand reached over, her eyes widened in disbelief, earnestly telling Caiden Ward, "It’s fake, you can’t eat it!"
Caiden Ward laughed heartily and waved the attendant away.
On stage, the auctioneer was already announcing loudly, "Natural at stone—Honey-Glazed Chicken Leg, bidder number sixty-one bids one hundred and thirty thousand."
The voice had barely finished before continuing, "Bidder number forty-seven, this lady, bids one hundred and fifty thousand."
"Bidder number twenty-nine, this gentleman, bids one hundred and eighty thousand."
"One hundred eighty thousand once, one hundred eighty thousand twice, one hundred eighty thou—"
"Three hundred thousand." Abruptly, a male voice interrupted directly.
The auctioneer raised his eyes for a look, Caiden Ward holding Maeve’s little fist in one arm, casually raised his hand and repeated in a clear yet nonchalant voice, "Three hundred thousand."
"Three hundred thousand!" The auctioneer ca to his senses, smiling brightly, "Caiden Ward, president of Ward Clan Group, bids three hundred thousand, any bids higher than three hundred thousand?"
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