Her eyes shimmered, soft and bashful, as if she wanted to say something but held back.
Any man who saw that look would have been ready to hand over his heart to her.
Victor lifted his eyelids lazily, his gaze sweeping over her with a hint of mischief curling at his lips. “Do you like it?”
A thrill of delight shot through Laverne at his words.
Sure, given her current status, she could barely afford a necklace like this on her own. But if it was a gift from the man beside her, it would mean something entirely different—especially tonight, at such a high-profile charity gala.
By tomorrow, she’d no doubt be trending across social media, her worth soaring even higher.
A flush of pink bloomed on Laverne’s cheeks. “It’s far too generous.”
Someone in the crowd raised their paddle—fifteen million.
Victor didn’t even blink. He lifted his own paddle.
“Fifty million.”
The entire ballroom erupted.
Most auction lots went for five, maybe ten million at most. And here was the heir to the Fitzgerald family, starting at fifty. The sheer extravagance stunned the crowd into silence; no one dared bid against him.
The auctioneer brought down the gavel with a flourish.
“Congratulations to The Fitzgerald Group! Mr. Fitzgerald has claimed the necklace for fifty million!”
Nearby, Isadora bit down so hard on her lower lip, she broke the skin. It felt as if a knife had plunged straight through her heart, each beat pumping out fresh pain.
She couldn’t stay a moment longer.
Isadora knew all too well—if Victor wanted, he could shower a woman in happiness. He’d done it for her once.
Clinging to Nanette’s hand with all her strength, Isadora fled.
Nanette looked around anxiously, clearly wanting to say something as she watched Isadora’s slender shoulders trembling.
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It takes too long to get to the point. Too much unnecessary in between in all of these books. Too many extra characters, the authors lose the plot after a while....