The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 315

After Rachel lost her necklace in the last game, she was downcast for days. The disappointment lingered so long that her health took a hit—she ended up in the hospital a few more times, all because she couldn't shake the gloom.

Later, Haynes had told her he’d get her a new necklace, one even finer than the one that had belonged to Stella’s mother. He’d promised, “It’ll be better, never worse.”

And now, gazing at the dazzling Neptune’s Tear before her, Rachel finally understood.

Tears welled in her eyes, her voice trembling with gratitude. “Haynie, you really don’t have to do all this for me.”

Haynes’ deep, steady gaze rested on her. “Neptune’s Tear, paired with your Nereid’s Sonata performance, will be absolutely perfect.”

Truthfully, Rachel had only wanted Stella’s mother’s necklace to spite Stella. But compared to the breathtaking piece before her now, that old necklace seemed utterly insignificant.

Every thought in Rachel’s mind was now consumed by Neptune’s Tear. She was already picturing herself on stage—Neptune’s Tear glittering at her throat, Nereid’s Sonata in her hands—how enchanting she would look.

Unlike the other auction pieces, Neptune’s Tear was in a league of its own, starting at a cool two million. Earlier items had required minimum bids of ten thousand, but for Neptune’s Tear, the minimum raise was a hundred thousand.

Many of tonight’s attendees had shown up for this necklace alone. By all rights, it shouldn’t fetch more than ten million, but with the way bidding was going, even that seemed like wishful thinking. The price could easily soar to twenty million.

Sure enough, the bids climbed quickly to eight million.

Up until now, Haynes had stayed silent. But then, in his calm, measured voice, he finally spoke: “Ten million.”

Just like that, the entire room froze. Haynes wasn’t just anyone—he was the top of the food chain in Novaris’ business world. Who would dare contradict him? Even his rivals wouldn’t openly challenge him tonight. After all, today’s opponent could be tomorrow’s partner.

With a single word, Haynes silenced the room—he was like a human mute button.