My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit novel Chapter 216

Lyra also recognized that the person who offered 150 thousand was Luke and guessed that he wanted to buy the ring back for Sydney.

'Hmph, don't even think about it.'

"180 thousand!" Lyra raised her card again.

To the side, Brandon's eyes twitched and he hurriedly stopped her. "Enough, Lyra. Stop raising the price.

This ring isn't worth 180 thousand at all."

"I don't care. I can't let Sydney get what she wants," Lyra bit her lip and said with scarlet eyes.

Brandon frowned and was just about to say something when another male voice sounded. "230 thousand dollars!"

That voice...

Sydney's face lit up. "It's Cay. Luke, it's Cayden."

"I know it's the kid." Luke nodded and raised his card. "250 thousand!"

Lyra hated Luke and the man who shouted 230 thousand.

Those two men were out to get her, right?

"300 thousand!" Lyra squeezed the placard in her hand and directly increased the price by 50 thousand.

The crowd was in an uproar.

In the room on the second floor, Julien frowned deeply.

What the hell was Lyra planning to do?

Why did she insist on getting the ring?

"450 thousand!" Julien pressed the button.

The auctioneer sucked in a breath of cold air. His voice trembled slightly as he shouted out the highest offer.

The crowd in the venue was astonished again.

The bid increased by 150 thousand.

Who was this big shot?

Everyone looked at Room 1 on the second floor.

Brandon also narrowed his old eyes and began to wonder if the person in Room 1 was Julien.

He was very dissatisfied that Julien refused to let them into the room.

He was Julien's future father-in-law. Was Julien not afraid that he would be unhappy by doing this?

"530 thousand!" Luke shouted his price again.

Right after that, Layden's voice also sounded. "600 thousand."

"670 thousand!" Hunter, who had not been involved, suddenly participated.

Sydney shook her head. "You're mad. You're all mad."

"Don't worry, Darling. Can't you tell? We're not trying to buy the ring at all. We're just messing with Lyra." Luke shook his card and laughed.

Sydney rolled her eyes at him. "Of course, I can tell, but don't forget about the person on the second floor. People who can sit in private rooms for auctions have extraordinary identities. That person isn't someone we can easily offend. If the final bidder ends up being that person instead of Lyra, you guys maliciously increase the price like that is sure to unintentionally offend that person."

"Don't worry, we already offended them. The master of this auction hall was my college classmate. I asked him, and he told me that the person in that room is Julien."

Luke curled his lips. "Julien and Lyra are on the same side. No matter which one we mess with, we still win."

Sydney was stunned. "It's Julien?"

"Yeah." Luke nodded.

Sydney bit her lip, her mood complicated.

It turned out the one who started competing with Lyra was Julien.

'Why does Julien want to buy this ring? It's my ring. Why is he buying it? To give to Lyra?

'That's impossible.'

Sydney shook her head and rejected this speculation.

Taking an ex-wife's ring to give to one's current girlfriend was something that ordinary people would not be able to do, so he most likely had another purpose. As for what that goal was, Sydney did not understand and could not be bothered to think about it either.

In any case, she no longer wanted this ring. Why should she bother about what other people wanted it for?