One... one hundred million?!
Unbelievable!
The voice that shouted the bid was like a thunderclap on a clear day, leaving the audience speechless. The room fell into dead silence!
Even the auctioneer, in his excitement, nearly bit his own tongue. His voice trembled as he spoke, rising in intensity, "Ladies and gentlemen! The gentleman in the second-floor private room has bid one hundred million! Yes, he bid a hundred million directly!!"
In truth, the auctioneer knew that the gentleman in the second-floor private room was the major shareholder of their auction house and also the president of the Moore Corporation.
However, Mr. Moore was always low-key during auctions, never revealing his identity.
Therefore, the auctioneer, with his keen insight, followed the usual protocol and didn't disclose Mr. Moore's identity, referring to him simply as the gentleman in the second-floor private room.
After the auctioneer's excited exclamation, the guests in the hall woke up from their shock as if emerging from a dream.
"My... my goodness! Did I hear correctly? Someone just bid a hundred million?"
"In comparison, the previous bids were like child's play. Trent painstakingly increased the bid by one million at a time, but the gentleman on the second floor effortlessly called out a hundred million, completely crushing him!"
"Tsk, to casually bid a hundred million at an auction, he must be playing around. This isn't something an ordinary person can do..."
Some people in the hall couldn't help but stand up and crane their necks, trying to see in the direction of the second-floor private room. However, from below, nothing was visible, let alone who had made the bid.
At the second floor.
Victoria sat next to Jack. When the man's calm "one hundred million" floated past her ears, she trembled. Her teacup shook, spilling the tea all over the table.
She turned her head stiffly toward him, her clear eyes filled with disbelief. "You, a grown man, actually like necklaces?"
She hadn't expected this at all.
Jack helplessly pinched his brow, took out a tissue from the side, and wiped the spilled tea on the table in front of her.
His tone was nonchalant, "I figured out earlier that someone seemed very interested in this necklace."
Once again, Victoria was stunned.
Could it be... he intended to buy it for her?!
The auctioneer, still in the midst of his excitement, looked toward Trent's direction, "The gentleman in the second-floor private room just bid a hundred million! Is there anyone else willing to bid higher? Anyone?"
A shadow crossed Trent's face.
He intended to buy this necklace for Amelia, but he had already reached his limit at sixty-nine million.
The gentleman in the second-floor private room had just added twenty million on top of his bid, and he had done so effortlessly.
Just by listening, one could tell that a hundred million was nothing to this person.
How could he compete with someone of such overwhelming power and wealth?
Amelia initially thought this necklace was already hers.
Unexpectedly, circumstances changed dramatically, and the duck that was almost in her mouth had flown away. Now she was somewhat anxious. "Trent..."
Trent couldn't bear to see her distressed, but he was also in a difficult position. "Amelia, let me buy you another necklace. Let's pass on this one, alright?"
Amelia was a hundred percent dissatisfied.
She had planned to flaunt this necklace in front of Victoria later, admiring Victoria's suppressed expression.
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