The host didn't pay attention to what people were thinking.

The auction began on time.

“I announce that the auction officially begins now, and the first lot is an ancestral gemstone earring by Mr. Jones of the Jones Group.”

Many top businessmen were there, some had good relations with the Wilson Group, some with the Maskelyne Group, SouthStar Airlines, and some with the Kennedy family.

Clark greeted Franklin and then sat down in the front seat, watching the auction.

The charity party had been held ten times. The lots were all precious collections of each family. No one would bring unworthy stuff to humiliate the Wilson family.

Therefore, the lots had long been verified in advance.

The auction went on as planned. The old Evans’ calligraphy was sold for three million dollars.

Finally, the host of the auction exclaimed in high spirits, "The next item is Miss Evans’ painting.”

After the host finished speaking, the staff brought up a landscape painting.

"This is Miss Evans's painting. We all know that Miss Evans was born into a piano family. Just now, the old Evans’ calligraphy was auctioned for three million dollars. Miss Evans is his granddaughter, and she had inherited his talent.”

"Miss Evans is not only beautiful but also kind. She wants to support our charity. The figure in the painting is a hard-working child living in the mountains. It matches the theme of the charity party. We want to help those in need. The starting price is 80,000."

Sylvia looked at the painting. She didn't know Tiffany could draw.

At this moment, she saw Tiffany walk up to the stage, standing beside the host and smiling shyly. "Thanks for the support.”

Logan leaned into Sylvia's ear and asked, "How do you think about this painting?"

Sylvia scoffed. "Average."

The people around who heard it all choked, thinking that she was arrogant.

well-known talent

wait to see what Sylvia brought

going to support your mistress?" Sylvia kicked Franklin, who was sitting in

by how arrogant she

the room thought that Tiffany was Franklin's mistress, but

Not even Clark.

But!

Sylvia dared!

couldn't help but sweat for her... She would suffer

watching the show.

them were thinking, "Sylvia is my

could do whatever she

back and glared at

was also surprised by Sylvia's bad temper.

hoped that Franklin would

at Franklin with

only said

“Don't mess around..."

that they

with a doting tone. What was going

and disdainfully

cry. Who was this

with hatred and was

Sylvia

Why was she here?

Franklin, so she didn't pay

a look,

doctor appear on such

protectors, trying their

It seemed that she was close

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