Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 311

Chapter 311 Outbid

Chapter 311 Outbid

Herman wasn’t as loud or energetic as James. When Draven didn’t feel like talking. Herman would just find something to do on his own and stay quiet. The silence between them felt comfortable.

Draven didn’t know how long he had been lingering on his chat with Ayla. The chat background was a photo he had taken of her when they went shopping together.

He had forgotten to take off his mask when he took the photo, and he remembered thinking that next time, he would make sure his face was in the picture.

But right now, he didn’t have the energy to care.

Draven had been gone for two or three days, and Ayla hadn’t sent him a single message. They were living together, even pretending to be a couple. By any standard, that should have counted as being close.

Yet it felt no different from before.

When there was no need to act, there was no contact at all. She treated him like a stranger.

When Ayla and Troy were still married, Draven had wanted nothing. Now, after the divorce, he found himself wanting more and more.

His thumb brushed over Ayla’s masked face on the screen and paused at her eyes.

Slowly, Draven tightened his grip on the phone.

“Is that… Troy?” The auction house’s private VIP boxes had large floor-to-ceiling windows made of one- way glass. The clients could see the items up for auction, but outsiders couldn’t see in.

Draven heard Herman’s voice and turned his head.

Troy and Max walked into the auction hall together, then headed toward the VIP section.

Herman looked surprised. ‘Redmont isn’t that big. You can even run into each other here?’ He glanced at Draven and nudged his silver-rimmed glasses “You two can’t stand each other, but the timing is kind of perfect

Draven’s gaze darkened. It was only after he moved into Ayla’s place that he found out she had her own art studio He hadn’t seen what she painted, but since she had an interest in art, he wanted to buy a few pieces and give them to her

Troy showing up here wasn’t a coincidence

Draven’s expression grew colder

Herman asked, “Draven, what’s going on with you?”

“Let’s go.”

Draven didn’t want to compete with Troy over a painting.

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Chapter 311 Outbid

Just as he was about to stand up, his phone vibrated.

Was it Ayla?

Draven picked it up to check.

The moment he thought it might be Ayla, his heart tightened.

When he looked down, it was a work message.

Not Ayla.

With no word from Ayla over the past few days, Draven’s mood had already soured.

Now, running into Troy on top of that, and having his expectations fall flat, only made it worse.

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The tension around him dropped even lower. Herman felt it immediately. He had no idea what was going on with Draven. Since Draven wasn’t talking, Herman didn’t feel it was his place to ask. He figured leaving might actually be a good idea.

But Draven didn’t leave after all.

Herman stayed silent.

The auction began.

The first major piece was an oil painting by a twentieth-century artist, also the most expensive item in the lineup.

The opening bid was five hundred thousand dollars.

Draven didn’t bid right away. After several rounds, the VIP box where Troy was sitting finally called out a price.

Only then did it rise to 700 thousand dollars.

At 700 thousand, most people no longer dared to compete.

In the neighboring box, Max couldn’t help his curiosity.

He studied Troy and said, “I didn’t know you were into collecting paintings.”

“Just a whim,” Troy replied, still not telling the truth.

Lowering himself for Ayla was embarrassing enough. It was best if no one else knew.

Max glanced around the room. No one else was bidding anymore.

“Looks like this one’s yours.”

“Yeah. Once it’s done, let’s go,” Troy said. He didn’t want to waste any more time on this.

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Seeing that he really wasn’t that interested, Max didn’t ask any more questions.

The two of them waited as the auctioneer raised the gavel, just about to bring things to a close.

Then, from another VIP box, the bid suddenly jumped to one million dollars.

Troy’s movement as he stood froze.

Gasps rippled through the main hall as well.

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