Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 772

The room buzzed with shock, everyone collectively gasping in disbelief. Joy's earlier bid of thirty billion dollars had already been jaw-dropping, but now, a fifty billion dollar bid had left everyone utterly floored.

All eyes turned toward the effortlessly handsome man who had casually raised his paddle. Suddenly, it all clicked. Everyone in their social circle was well aware of the tangled web between Everett, Selena, and now Joy. He had sat quietly, watching his past love and his current flame battle it out. But just as Joy was about to claim victory, he stepped in.

Was this a lingering attachment to an old flame? Was he really buying the Irwin family heirloom for Selena?

To complicate matters, Joy's brother, Abraham, was in the audience, taking in everything. If Everett humiliated Joy in public, it would be as if he was directly challenging Abraham. And Abraham wasn't someone to be underestimated anymore; Everett's careless actions could stir up a real storm.

The auctioneer's voice rang out with excitement, "Fifty billion once, fifty billion twice, fifty billion... sold!" He struck the gavel with finality. "Congratulations, Mr. Everett, on acquiring the Ice Heart necklace, and thank you for your generous contribution to charity!"

Post-auction, the organizers had set up a dinner party for guests to unwind and mingle. News of the fifty billion dollar necklace hit the internet like wildfire, sparking intense online chatter. The media, strategically positioned by the organizers, swarmed Everett and his entourage, eager to snag an interview.

"Mr. Everett, purchasing the Irwin family heirloom with such flair—

knowing glance at Selena, hoping to stir the pot. Standing next to Everett, Joy was simmering with frustration. Losing the necklace was bad enough, and now being overlooked added salt to the wound.

annoyance behind a charming smile, gazing at Everett as she lightly teased, "Oh, come on,

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cut her some slack. Seeing her handle the situation, they eased off. Pleased, Joy's lips curled into

signaled to one of the reporters, who promptly

2: "Mr. Everett, it seemed Ms. Joy was quite taken with the necklace. With things heating up between you two, is this necklace perhaps intended

eyes sparkled with

at Everett. In front of

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her down. She wanted