Chapter 140

Chapter 140:
Millie stood with Charles at the opposite end, keeping as much distance from Brandon as possible. The central spots quickly filled up as socialites scrambled for the best position.
“Everyone, eyes on the camera! On three—one, two, three!” The first photo was taken.
“Let’s try one more. One, two, three!”
As the second picture was snapped, Brandon’s patience wore thin, and for reasons he couldn’t explain, he found himself glancing over at the pair standing across from him.
He saw the masked woman quietly leaning in to say something to Charles, a gentle smile on her face. She looked soft and relaxed—a far cry from her demeanor around him earlier that night.
Brandon muttered to himself, “Charles finally brought someone impressive. His taste has improved.”
The camera clicked again, capturing the moment.
Brandon shook himself from his thoughts and turned his attention back to Vivian, who was still completely caught up in posing. Fresh chapters posted on ͟.net
“Last one! Everyone look this way!”
Millie’s spirits soared. Her phone vibrated with an alert—a payment had just come through.
She had once owned that tanzanite, and she had suggested selling it to Charles so he could become the legitimate new owner and donate it to charity on her behalf, without revealing her involvement. Charles had agreed to help but insisted she keep the money.
At tonight’s auction, the antique used to kick things off had 50% of the hammer price donated to charity, and the proceeds from the collection of paintings by children, showcased later, went entirely to charity. Apart from these two, everything else followed a 70% donation rate—seventy percent went to charity, and the donor received the remaining thirty.
For the tanzanite’s twenty-five million sale, Millie would receive seven and a half million. She had to account for taxes, commission fees, and other deductions later, but still, she had enough left.
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Evans Group wasted no time. They transferred the money to Charles, who then quickly sent the funds to her.
She intended to collect the cactus painting later. Keepsakes like that made perfect additions to her collection.
With a satisfied nod, Millie turned to Charles. “When all’s said and done, things turned out just fine.”
She had expected the tanzanite to sell for only a little over a million; but now, even after the seventy percent donation, taxes, and commission fees, she still walked away with a comfortable profit.
Charles let out a sigh. “Still, he ended up with the tanzanite after all.”
A gentle smile played on Millie’s lips as she shook her head. “Honestly, this is the best outcome we could have hoped for. The real purpose was to raise money for the children. I made a little on the side, and the charity funds got a nice boost too. Everybody wins.”
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