Being Pursued By Ex-husband novel Chapter 457

Chapter 457 What Did He Say

"It's fine. It wasn't expensive, so I thought I'd get it for you while I'm at it," Samuel added, worried that Sophia would be unwilling to accept the gift.

Sophia gave Samuel a look. "Apologizing once is enough for one mistake. You have already purchased one bag for me, so that's sufficient. I will get the next one myself."

Following that, she let out a snort and added, "Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll have trouble explaining yourself to Alexander."

The sudden public display of affection silenced Samuel.

He dared not insist on getting her anything and looked toward the stage, planning to bid a handsome price immediately after the bag was up for auction.

The bag's reserve price was one million and eight hundred thousand, and he planned on offering two million and five hundred thousand. Increasing the price by seven hundred thousand would deter others from competing with him.

Alas, Samuel had underestimated the allure of bags to women. After he offered two million and five hundred thousand, someone else increased the price to two million and six hundred thousand.

Samuel frowned and declared, "Three million."

Sophia moved and glanced at Samuel's competitor.

By coincidence, the woman Samuel was competing with happened to be the same woman who had been overheard speaking ill of Sophia at the hotel earlier that day.

The auctioneer had already called the sale twice. He was about to call the price for the third time when suddenly the woman raised her paddle once again.

The auctioneer came to an abrupt stop and announced, "Three million and one hundred thousand. The lady has offered three million and one hundred thousand."

Impatient, Samuel was about to raise his paddle to offer three million and five hundred thousand when Sophia pressed his hand down.

Taken aback, Samuel asked, "What's wrong? I can afford to buy the bag. It's only around three million."

Sophia tutted. "Mr. Schild, you are both rich and generous, but this bag only cost one point five million when it was sold on the market. Since it's now discontinued, its reserve price in the auction is one point eight million, and two point five million is already a high price to pay. If you increase the price beyond three million, you'll be losing more than one million instead. It's not worth it."

In her opinion, the bag wasn't worth three point five million.

"Never mind. We're having fun, aren't we? I promised to get it for you, so even if I have to fork out thirty million, I must get it done."

Sophia was amused by his response. "Mr. Schild, you don't mind acting foolishly, but I do!"

If he successfully bids for the bag at three point five million, I'm not even sure if I could sell it for two million later on.

Sophia was used to having a business-oriented mindset. Despite her intention to purchase the bag as a surprise for Katherine, she was not willing to pay an exorbitant price for it.

"Don't you like it?" Samuel was baffled.

"I like money better," came Sophia's reply.

As they spoke, the auctioneer had already closed the bid. The bag now belonged to the lady.

It was too late for Samuel to increase the price.

"Someone else managed to bid it."

Sophia pointed at another bag. "You can get this for me, Mr. Schild."

"Sure! Don't worry. I promise I'll get this one for you no matter how expensive it is."

Samuel knew handbags were the solution to everything for women. He was sincere in his apology and didn't mind how much it cost.

Sophia shot him an amused look. "Mr. Schild, is this how you discuss business collaborations with others?"

Midway Media would most probably go bankrupt if he was this generous.

"This is different. We come to auctions to bid on stuff we like. We earn money to spend it, right? Don't worry. I'm not as rich as Alex, but I can afford to buy a bag that costs a few million," he assured her.

Samuel thought Sophia had misconceptions about his wealth. Have I appeared to be too frugal all this time?

After pondering for a while, he whipped out his phone and tapped furiously on the screen. A while later, he handed his phone to Sophia. "This is the credit limit of the card I normally use."

His actions caught Sophia by surprise.

It took her a while to regain her composure. "Mr. Schild, what's the meaning of this?"

"Don't worry. I'm not short of money."

Finally, Sophia understood why Alexander loved spending time with Samuel. The latter could be adorably foolish at times.