His Beloved Mate novel Chapter 80

Jasper's eyes turned cold in an instant. Johnson knew that he couldn't offer a higher price anymore.

Jasper just kept silent and clenched his fists for several minutes.

The auctioneer shouted, "One billion! Is there a price higher than one billion? "

"…… One billion and three times! Deal! The final winner of the painting A Midsummer Night's Dream is Dylan! Let's congratulate Mr. Dylan! "

Hardly had the auctioneer's voice faded away, thunderous applause broke out. Simon wrote the check and soon someone took the painting down.

The auctioneer smiled and said, "Tonight, we will send someone to deliver the A Midsummer Night's Dream to West Mountain Linyu"

The moment the price was announced, Cassie was totally petrified.

Damn it! Did he really spend one billion to buy that painting?!

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In the car

It was still unbelievable for Cassie. Her throat rolled up and down and she said to Dylan foolishly, "Capitalist, pinch me. Is that true?"

"……"

Frowning, Dylan narrowed his eyes and looked at her in disgust.

Was she afraid of him going bankrupt?

Cassie smiled sheepishly. Dylan said slowly, "Mrs. Cassie, your husband can bid for a painting worth one billion dollars. So, you don't have to put on a face, feel like that you may be homeless tomorrow because I have bidden the painting. "

After saying that, he deliberately rubbed Cassie's head.

Hearing that, Cassie looked at him and nodded dully.

She wasn't afraid of being homeless tomorrow. She just thought it was an exaggeration that Dylan had really spent one billion on this painting for her. In fact, on a second thought, there weren't many of Morsan's paintings. If he bought it now, it would be able to increase in value in the future.

Cassie comforted herself in this way, trying to reduce the guilt in the bottom of her heart.

When they got home, someone had already sent the painting A Midsummer Night's Dream to them.

Carter asked, "Mr. Dylan, shall we place it in the art gallery as well?"

Dylan nodded and said, "Yes."

Confused, Cassie asked in surprise, "Is there an art gallery at home? !"

Damn it! How inhuman! No wonder she thought the West Mountain Linyu was big. It turned out that there was everything here!

Was she really stupid?

Dylan looked at her strangely, "Mrs. Cassie..."

Cassie said in a hurry, "I! I really don't know this time. Carter didn't tell me there is an art gallery in our home! "

Carter smiled awkwardly, "It's my fault. I didn't tell Mrs. Cassie."

Hearing this, Cassie became interested. She raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Capitalist, can you take me to see the art gallery?"

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The art gallery was located in the north of the West Mountain Linyu. It didn't take long after Cassie finished eating the midnight snack. She was a little full at first, but now it seemed that she had digested the food when she walked over. She felt much better. Guards were patrolling at the door of the art gallery. Seeing that Dylan and Cassie were coming, they bowed respectfully and said, "Hello, Mr. Dylan and Mrs. Cassie."

"Mr. Dylan and Mrs. Cassie are here to have a look. You don't have to be so nervous," said Cheryl with a smile.

The guards nodded. Cheryl took out the key chain and opened a red wooden door.