She said drily, “Thank you. I'm saying it to you for Master Keturah." Everyone started to feel tantalized.

Franklin added five million dollars to the price with his first bid.

It was a testament to the value of Master Keturah's painting. Hence...The bid kept increasing.

It only took a while for the price to increase to 20 million dollars.

A painting for 20 million dollars. That was far from being affordable! But the name of Master Keturah was too famous to be ignored.

Those super-rich men had been trying to get a work of Master Keturah since always but to no avail.

Then and there, the painting they had dreamed of was right in front of them, so how could they not fight for it?

Then the price started skyrocketing!

25 million!

30 million!

35 million!

The numbers kept growing bigger and bigger.

These super-rich men seemed to have lost their marbles.

Brayden was gaping, wishing he could have just taken all the paintings by Master Keturah off the walls of his home for the auction!

But he didn't have the guts, because those were his mother's treasures. The bid had been very high, and the higher it got, the more the painting was desired.

Then it reached 50 million dollars!

yelled, "100 million dollars! The painting is

Silence reigned the room.

staring at him

for collecting antique paintings and calligraphy. But he hadn't possessed any painting by

what was

was out of mind,

dollars for a

satisfied look appeared on

middle-aged man gracefully, and managed to see his name on his seat with her keen eyes. "Mr. Rogers, I am so grateful to you for your discerning eye, and I now promise you

was ecstatic with his face getting red and

writing the check as he exclaimed to Sylvia, "Thank you!

came a

free? Isn't

with Master Keturah?" Sylvia smiled, her cheeks rosy like a blossoming rose as she took the check, "Master Keturah told me that all the proceeds

feeling

darkened. That woman was brash enough to

the charity auction

Wilson charity dinner had to go to another

her soon dissolved into

seat. Logan seized her by the tip of her clothes anxiously, saying, "Are you crazy? Are you like Master Keturah's best friend or what? What

no," Sylvia said nothing more

tone, "Miss Andrews, Wilson Group doesn't seem to be happy with

loud enough for Clark to hear it. "Oh, so Wilson

Clark was speechless.

Miss Andrews. Wilson Group won't take that amount seriously. Whatever the form it is, the purpose of

rhetoric made the Wilson

had made

smiled, he looked kind of sinister, very creepy. Although Paul's family used to be involved

was the vicious one. He was a bad person underneath his good appearance, so

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