No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 268

Chapter 268 Amelia in Sunlight

Amelia only glanced once, then calmly looked away.

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She picked up her lemonade and took a small sip. Her voice was flat. “If they don’t care about their own reputations, why should we? Just watch. In the end, the one embarrassed won’t be

me.”

Right as she finished speaking, her phone buzzed in her purse.

She took it out. It was a short text from Mason. “Run into trouble?”

Only three words, but they showed he knew exactly what was happening.

Amelia was almost sure Mason was already at the venue, hidden somewhere, quietly watching everything.

A warm feeling washed over her.

It was like she suddenly had solid ground to stand on.

Her long fingers tapped the screen as she quickly replied, “No trouble. Just two pieces of trash.”

The heavy weight pressing on her chest seemed to vanish, and even breathing felt easier.

She put

her phone back into her purse and picked up the lemonade again. The cold glass in her fingers was a sharp contrast to the warmth in her heart.

But she could feel it–that burning, intense stare coming from across the aisle.

It was Ethan.

He was probably trying to see jealousy or anger on her face.

Amelia didn’t bother giving him another look. She turned slightly and spoke quietly to Tim, a faint smile on her lips. The calmer she looked, the more it drove Ethan crazy.

Just then, Tim’s phone buzzed in his pocket.

He checked the caller ID, gave Amelia and Amanda a quick “excuse me” gesture, then stood and walked to a corner to answer it.

The call was short. Tim mostly just said “Got it,” “Understood,” and “Don’t worry.” He sounded very professional and respectful.

After hanging up, he quickly returned and sat beside Amelia again. He leaned in, lowered his

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voice, and joked dramatically, “Ms. Harlow, the big boss just gave the word. During the auction, if you see anything you like, just bid on it. Don’t hold back. Today, the boss’s card is basically a gold mine.”

Amelia got it instantly.

She smiled and replied, “Okay.”

Even though she agreed, she didn’t actually want to go crazy spending Mason’s money, especially here, with Ethan watching her every move.

She flipped through the fancy auction catalog in front of her.

It was filled with everything from vintage jewelry to famous paintings, and every item had a huge price tag next to it.

Her eyes finally stopped on one page.

It was a pair of plain white chalcedony earrings.

In the photo, the stone was refined and softly luminous. There were no fancy decorations; just the material in its purest form, understated yet luxurious.

“This one,” she said, tapping the picture and showing it to Tim. “I think they’re unique.”

Tim took one look and understood right away.

Anyone who knew gemstones could tell the quality was good, but not top–level collector grade.

This kind of item was usually meant for guests with a limited budget who wanted to donate to charity.

The estimate was around 300,000. If things went smoothly, it could be won for a six–figure price.

Not cheap, but not flashy either.

Most importantly, she was accepting Mason’s help without crossing her own boundaries.

“Good choice,” Tim said with a knowing smile. “I’ll keep an eye on them.”

Amelia nodded and was about to close the catalog, but when she flipped to the very last page, her fingers suddenly paused.

What caught her eye was the final highlight of the auction.

A collector–level oil painting with a very unusual name.

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The painting showed a garden soaked in golden afternoon light. A little girl in a white dress sat on the grass with her back to the viewer, clumsily painting the scenery in front of her. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting shimmering spots of light on her dress, her hair, and her

canvas.

The whole painting felt warm, peaceful, and full of hope.

Amelia’s breath caught the second she saw the name.

Back when she was staying at Everett Residence, she had once seen a feature about this painting in a top international art magazine.

At the time, it belonged to a mysterious collector in Eropal and was almost never shown in public.

She clearly remembered pointing at the magazine and joking to Mason, “Look, doesn’t this painting sound like it was named after me?”

She pointed at the name “Amelia.”

And this painting was called “Amelia in Sunlight.”

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