Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Chapter 62

Brielle was lost in a daze, barely registering the events unfolding around her, including the fact that Max had secured the Eternal Whispers painting for a cool four hundred million, something she belatedly realized.

Eternal Whispers was the showstopper of the evening, but the auction organizers had one more trick up their sleeve – a mysterious item that wasn’t listed in the catalog and was only to be revealed live at the event.

This secrecy was the reason there was such a buzz of consultants at the bidder’s tables, all eager to catch a glimpse of the hidden gem, which could be anything from a piece of royal regalia that might have graced the brow of an ancient monarch to a lost

masterpiece by a revered artist.

The trio of auctioneers, normally loquacious, held their tongues for a moment, their voices trembling with excitement.

It all seemed irrelevant to Brielle until the crowd erupted into a clamor, snapping her out of her reverie. She looked up just in time to see the final lot revealed – none other than Leonardo da Vinci’s Salvator Mundi.

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The noise level in the room skyrocketed as advisors at the bidder’s tables frantically relayed the developments to their employers.

The painting, which most believed belonged in the hallowed halls of the Louvre, was now up for grabs at the auction.

Brielle was taken aback, and then she heard Dustin placing his bid.

bidding was frenzied, each offer outdoing the last, and the

Andrew, having won their desired lots, bowed out of the bidding war, but Dustin was persistent, raising his

Dustin’s long-lost sister, wondering if he was bidding on this masterpiece as a consolation gift for his mother, given the painting’s

claiming the

gavel fell, the lights brightened, and waiters began directing the assembly to the adjacent hall for the

the banquet hall, where the aroma of fine

on Mr. Hartley. She couldn’t afford to

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nothing to show

by a waiter to complete the necessary paperwork

a conversation with the president of the Hartley Group. What she didn’t expect was that a young guy not far away was broadcasting live on their phone. Her face appeared on the live broadcast

was likely attending such a posh event for the first and only

the press. However, no one objected to guests sharing their experience via live stream. The audience

was broadcasting live

of Hatfield Inc. It seems like he

this time.”

and blue-eyed one is the president of Hartley Group. I heard that a will be making some new

must be curious about the young son of Infinity Brilliance. He bid on the last auction item for nine hundred million dollars. He’s now backstage filling out paperwork, and he’ll probably be here soon. In the North American circle, his face