Chapter 276
Olivia was left speechless by the scene unfolding before her. Whoever managed to walk away with that diamond had to be worth billions. In Cabinda, as far as she knew, only the Blair family fit that bill.
The whole room was buzzing, everyone caught up in the excitement, all guessing who would end up with the ultimate prize. Most people figured it would go to one of the mysterious VIPS on the second floor.
Inside one of those VIP suites, Roger was flipping through the diamond’s details, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. He was clearly pleased. The price would be sky- high, but he doubted anyone else would actually shell out that kind of money for a single stone. He had already made up his mind. This diamond was as good as his.
In another suite, Patricia had her glasses on and a magnifying glass in hand as she leaned in, studying the diamond on the screen. She couldn’t hide her excitement. “This is really something,” she said. “The diamond is flawless. The color’s beautiful. It would look incredible on Charlotte.”
Anne smiled and nodded. “I’ve lived a long time, but I’ve never seen anything this stunning.”
“A beautiful diamond for a beautiful woman. Perfect combination.”
“Right?” Patricia couldn’t stop smiling, her excitement totally obvious. “Anne, did you bring enough money?”
“I brought every card you own,” Anne replied with a helpless laugh. It was a little wild, honestly. Patricia had never even met Charlotte face to face, but she was ready to spend her whole fortune just to buy her this diamond. If that wasn’t real affection, nothing was.
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Meanwhile, in another room, Charlotte was sprawled out on the sofa, looking completely at ease. When the host started introducing the diamond, she slowly lifted her head and glanced toward the stage. She stared at the diamond for a few long seconds.
Anthony noticed and gave her hand a gentle squeeze, the corners of his mouth lifting. “Do you like it?”
Charlotte pursed her lips, looking thoughtful but not overly impressed. “It’s alright. Looks better than the last ones.”
“Alright,” Anthony said softly, his fingers tightening around hers. His eyes were warm and a little possessive. “If you want it, I’ll buy it for you to play with.”
Play with? Hans, watching from the side, nearly rolled his eyes. This was a diamond worth over a hundred
million, and Anthony was treating it like it was just a toy for Charlotte? He never understand how the
super rich thought. Not in a million years.
“The starting bid is seventy million! Each round will go up by ten million!”
The auctioneer’s announcement brought the whole place to a standstill. That price was out of reach for almost everyone. All they could do was watch and see which heavyweight would dare to go all in.
Roger hit the bidding button.
“Bidder number seven, eighty million.”
“Anne, someone’s trying to outbid me,” Patricia said, frowning as she immediately pressed her own button.
“Bidder number eight, ninety million.”
“Bidder number seven, one hundred million.”
“Bidder number eight, one hundred ten million.”
“Bidder number seven, one hundred twenty million.”
“Bidder number eight, one hundred thirty million one hundred forty million. Bidder number eight, please, try to stay calm,” the auctioneer pleaded flüstered by the wild pace. This wasn’t just about money anymore. It was a battle of nerves. Cóntent
Patricia sighed, rubbing her wrist. “This is wearing me out. Anne, your turn.”
In room nine, Anthony sat with his legs crossed, calm as ever, slicing an apple for Charlotte. Every now and then, he glanced at the bidding screen his face unreadable, giving no bint that he was interested m joining the fight.