Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 89

However, Clara had already sat down in her seat. He looked at an empty space, thinking he had misheard, frowned, turned back, and looked down at his phone. It displayed the chat history with Clara. In the morning, his phone was taken away by Seraphina, so he hadn't texted Clara. And she hadn't texted him either... Julian couldn't help but space out. The shadow cast by the cabinet beside him fell on his face, making him look even more stern, dark, and unpredictable. No one knew what he was thinking. Until Seraphina called him, "Julian, Julian! What are you thinking about!" Julian snapped back, his long fingers lightly tapping the screen: [At the hospital? Or at the company?] While faintly replying, "Nothing." Seraphina had been very happy these past two days, so she didn't suspect anything. She hugged his arm and said, "The auction is starting soon. I want that pink diamond necklace!" Julian smiled indulgently. He had never mistreated her in this regard. After turning off his phone, his large hand patted her head. "Okay." Seraphina was delighted. But sitting behind them, Clara was disgusted. Especially when seeing the message Julian sent her, she felt even more disgusted. It seemed that in his eyes, her resignation was just a way to attract his attention. After being coaxed a few times, she would obediently go back to work the next day just like before... She didn't reply. Clara expressionlessly put away her phone and started flipping through today's auction catalog, looking for the items she wanted to bid on. Shortly after, the auction began. The auctioneer stepped onto the stage, and after some opening remarks, the first round of bidding started. The first item was a Qing dynasty tassel hairpin, sparkling beautifully under the white lights. The starting bid was 500,000. Clara was amazed at first glance and liked it a lot, so she raised her paddle. "700,000." "1 million!" someone else started bidding. "1.2 million." "1.5 million!" 1.5 million completely exceeded the value of this hairpin. Clara sighed softly and chose to give up. The auctioneer smiled. "Any more bids?" "2 million!" After Seraphina whispered something in Julian's ear, the man raised his paddle. 2 million, thrown away like splashing water, just because the girl said she liked it and wanted it. Seeing this, the surrounding people all gave up, sighing, "Throwing away thousands for love! Hahaha." The auctioneer said, "Wow, this gentleman bids 2 million! Are there any more bids? 2 million going once, 2 million going twice... 2 million sold!" "Then let us congratulate this gentleman for acquiring this Qing dynasty tassel hairpin!" Seraphina hugged the man's arm in delight. The man patted her head with his large hand, completely indulgent. Clara blinked softly and tightened her grip on the number paddle. Next was the second item, an ink landscape painting by a famous master, with a starting price of 5 million. It was the gift Clara had set her sights on for Leo Miller. She gathered her spirits and raised the number paddle. "6 million!" The auctioneer was surprised. "6 million, that lady bid 6 million, directly raising it by 1 million. Any more bids!" "6.5 million." "6.8 million." "7 million!" Clara raised her paddle. "8 million!" The auctioneer smiled. "That lady has raised it to 8 million!" Seeing this, the crowd murmured among themselves, showing no intention to increase the bid. Clara let out a sigh of relief. But right at this moment, she saw in the front row, after Seraphina turned her head and whispered something to Julian, the man raised his paddle and directly offered 10 million. Instantly, the whole room was in an uproar! But Clara felt as if she had been struck over the head with a club. 10 million. She had been by his side for three years, and fought for his company for three years, full of merits, yet she had never received such favor. Waking up to reality, Clara gritted her teeth and raised her paddle. "11 million!" Julian: "15 million." He was determined to get it. Clara wilted, her fingers trembling as she held the number paddle. 15 million had far exceeded her expectations. She couldn't afford it. Just like that, this ink landscape painting was collected into Julian's pocket. Clara watched Seraphina reveal a joyful smile once again, and forcefully looked away.