Chapter 290

Her eyes shimmered, soft and bashful, as if she wanted to say something but held back.

Any man who saw that look would have been ready to hand over his heart to her.

Victor lifted his eyelids lazily, his gaze sweeping over her with a hint of mischief curling at his lips. "Do you like it?"

A thrill of delight shot through Laverne at his words.

Sure, given her current status, she could barely afford a necklace like this on her own. But if it was a gift from the man beside her, it would mean something entirely different—especially tonight, at such a high-profile charity gala.

By tomorrow, she'd no doubt be trending across social media, her worth soaring even higher.

A flush of pink bloomed on Laverne's cheeks. "It's far too generous."

Someone in the crowd raised their paddle-fifteen million.

Victor didn't even blink. He lifted his own paddle.

"Fifty million."

The entire ballroom erupted.

auction lots went for five, maybe ten million at most. And here was the heir to the Fitzgerald family, starting at fifty. The sheer extravagance stunned

auctioneer brought down the gavel with

Fitzgerald Group! Mr. Fitzgerald has claimed the necklace

on her lower lip, she broke the skin. It felt as if a knife had plunged straight through her heart, each

couldn't stay

all too well-if Victor wanted, he could shower a woman in happiness. He'd done

to Nanette's hand with

around anxiously, clearly wanting

slender

frustration, but in the end, she hurried after Isadora and slipped out

didn't slow down until they'd run

up and blocked her path. "Isadora, what happened? Why would Victor give that woman such

answer calmly, but her trembling voice

She'd thought Isadora

so quickly, with another woman—what kind of man does that? You deserve so

over and streaked down her cheeks. She couldn't help it; she crouched down, her shoulders shaking

just need to cry for

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