Chapter 465

The charity auction was heating up as the host introduced the second item of the night.

An attendant gently pulled back a panel of red velvet, unveiling a beautifully framed landscape painting for all to see.

It was immediately clear this wasn't just any painting. The brushwork was delicate,

each stroke purposeful, the entire piece radiating a quiet, profound elegance. Whoever had painted this was a true master, and the artwork's value as a collector's item was beyond question.

This landscape was exactly what Andrina had come for tonight.

She leaned over to Olivia and whispered, "This is the painting your grandfather's been dreaming of owning. If we win it and you present it to him yourself, he'll be so touched by your thoughtfulness."

The host cleared his throat, announcing the starting bid: five million dollars.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Andrina raised her paddle-six million.

moment later, another voice called out from across the ballroom: seven

an older crowd, and tonight's guest list was dominated by socialites and

who'd been sitting quietly nearby, slowly lifted her paddle. Her voice was

far she could reasonably go for this painting, then gritted her teeth and added another million. "Eleven

didn't miss a beat. "Twenty

room. The back-and-forth bidding,

aloof expression. She felt her temper flare, refusing to let this woman win. She snatched up her paddle, her chin high. "Thirty

heart skipped a beat at

just smiled and

Damn it.

That woman!

All she could think was that Isadora couldn't be allowed

breathless. "Sixty million for the landscape painting! Any further bids? The heiress of Legacy National Bank has

flicker of emotion, Isadora

wasn't actually worth that much. The tension in the air shifted; people murmured and exchanged astonished glances. Andrina stared at Isadora, incredulous that she'd bid so much for a landscape. The Fitzgeralds must really

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