After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 829

Simeon tilted his head, with a perfectly trimmed chestnut hair covering his deep eyes and sharp lips. A wild charm was hidden behind the slight curve of his lips. His smooth and fair face had distinct features that were shockingly handsome. He wore an elegant black suit from a high-end brand, which made him look even more charming.

As he felt Sylvia's gaze on him, their eyes met. Simeon's smile widened gradually, and his bright eyes seemed to sparkle. Franklin frowned slightly at how good-looking this man was and how he was even flirting with Sylvia.

He looked displeased as he turned to Simeon and coldly pushed Sylvia's head towards him while speaking in a low magnetic voice, "I am more handsome."

Sylvia remained silent as she thought about how possessive Franklin could be sometimes.

Meanwhile, Mr. Mcguire called out again for the painting auctioning off at six million dollars. The room fell silent as no one else bid any higher until Simeon raised the paddle once again adding another million to it making it seven million dollars.

Mr. Mcguire became frustrated at why Simeon kept competing against him when he was just a small celebrity who did not have much wealth compared to himself? His face turned dark with anger but couldn't do anything about it right now because of the auction rules - highest bidder wins!

The auctioneer noticed something strange happening in the room but continued explaining why this painting of Phoenix was worth so much money.

Mr. Mcguire still stared intently at the painting with an icy expression on his face while Katie asked her father if there were any other things besides peony flowers in this picture because she found it eerie somehow.

She didn't know much about art but felt like there was something unusual about this piece compared to others she had seen before, almost like it wasn't painted on ordinary paper...

Mr. Mcguire spoke in a gloomy tone, "Mr. Tyrell instructed me to get this painting at all costs. I can't afford to fail, no matter how much it costs."

So he raised his sign coldly and announced, "10 million!"

Simeon sat elegantly in his seat with a calm expression on his face. He didn't seem bothered by Mr. Mcguire suddenly raising the price to 10 million.

He just smirked slightly and said, "11 million."

"Do you see anything special about this painting?" Weston whispered to Sylvia. "

"A maze," Sylvia replied coldly, a hint of chill flashing through her eyes.

This painting wasn't made within the last two years or even twenty years ago... which meant that Phoenix didn't die twenty years ago like everyone thought she did. She could still be alive now. A surge of heat rose up in Sylvia's chest at the thought of Phoenix being alive.

She had to have this painting.

delicate layer of paper, she suddenly raised her

couldn't believe what they were seeing

and exclaimed, "Miss Andrews! Are you crazy? 20 million for that? Aren't you a

as well. "What exactly is so

of a maze," Sylvia explained as she gazed upon the old-looking artwork.

it wouldn't make any difference whether she got it or if he did - either way they'd end up with the same result - so he decided not to raise

this piece really worth 20 million? He almost felt like losing control but knew

gritted his teeth and held up his paddle once more - impulsively adding another half-million - bringing it up

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Mr. Mcguire going broke over

them all along, they'd probably have been down

it's true that whoever is younger gets favored in wealthy

cruel. Every time I think about Lukas being out there in

fervently and some of it even

turned pale then

they discussing his and his

his son was being held captive either but what could he do? His son sacrificed himself for the country; even if he died, it would be a sacrifice for

thought irritably to

in public by going over to Cody for dinner, which made him very

incident, he didn't

the Mcguire Group well, which made him

him silently stare at Sylvia. 25 million wasn't just a small amount of

come up with an

with himself, Sylvia raised her paddle once more.

believe what

Sylvia, almost infuriated not caring about how he looked

while looking calmly back at him, "This is an auction

felt embarrassed now, "Miss Andrews, if I knew you wanted this painting so badly, I wouldn't have put it up for auction. I would've just given it directly to you instead." This painting was something

"$30 million going once!"

"$30 million going twice!"

loudly from atop the platform as

with a red face,

continued expressionlessly,