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.

each offer outdoing the last, and the atmosphere reached a fever pitch

bowed out of the bidding war, but Dustin

was bidding on this masterpiece as a consolation gift for

claiming the da Vinci

and waiters began directing the assembly to the

where the aroma of fine wine filled the air and familiar faces mingled in

on Mr. Hartley. She couldn’t afford to return from

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were no acquaintances around Brielle, so she stood in an inconspicuous spot, thinking about how to start 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 screen, and although it only flashed for a moment, it was enough

delegate representing his employer at the dinner, was likely attending such a posh event for the first and only time, hence his early announcement of the live broadcast, promising viewers an immersive experience

objected to guests sharing their experience via live stream. The audience following the stream were primarily

broadcasting

man over there is the president of Hatfield Inc. It seems like he hasn’t bid on

this time.”

president of Hartley Group. I heard that a will be making

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