Chapter 163 The Auction Began

“Yes…” Sam watched the auction intently, following along as instructed.

Still, he wondered internally. Was it Isabelle who had tipped him off, or was it Dylant No matter who it was, Uncle George had come for Isabelle.

George slipped in through the back entrance, ensuring he remained unnoticed.

When someone ahead spotted George and attempted to greet him, he gestured with his hand to signal

them not to.

George shifted in his seat, leaning closer to Isabelle and quietly asking, “How did you get the invitation?”

Wanting to keep the exchange private, Isabelle also leaned in and replied softly, “I made it myself, added my name to their digital list, and walked in.”

“I assumed you had stolen it,” George commented.

Isabelle responded, “I have a mind of my own. Why would I need to resort to that?”

George chuckled quietly. “Why didn’t you ask me for an invitation beforehand?”

With their heads so close together, a few of Isabelle’s short, fluffy hairs brushed against his cheek.

It tickled him slightly.

George caught a faint whiff of her shampoo’s pleasant scent.

It was refreshing and somewhat minty, but not exactly.

Isabelle replied, “Weren’t you planning to skip the event?”

George said, “At first, there really was no reason for me to be here.”

His words conveyed his intentions clearly.

Isabelle raised her face to look at him.

Their eyes locked, and at such close range, they could feel each other’s breaths. George’s mouth tightened slightly.

As he studied her fair, delicate face, his eyes darkened a shade.

Before he could think any further, Isabelle glanced at him, her expression unchanged, and turned her attention back to the stage without a word.

showed no

whose heart had just sped up, remained

himself, he asked, “What is your

“I’m just here for

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doubted her, and even Dylan wouldn’t believe it.

then asked, “Are you afraid I’ll cause a scene?”

answer with words, but

he might have believ her

charity auction. Was she really

the auction

Jasiel Reeve?

attending. Perhaps

to monitor me or lend a hand?”

replied, “Definitely lend

chaos? Will you still be

“If you ignite the spark, I have a

glanced at him and smiled.

I possibly stir up trouble? Especially with all the VIPs in the crowd being innocent, and in such a large venue,

the stage, but he also monitored the conversation nearby. He observed Isabelle and George whispering to each other, standing intimately as if they were alone, discussing who knows what-

never witnessed his uncle behaving so casually before.

antique vase. Bidding started at 530 thousand dollars. Eventually, it found its new owner in a lady who was willing to shell out

pair of exquisite antique

“900 thousand,”

“975 thousand.”

a smile at the idea of all this money going to charity via Heart

where Jasiel sat

Charity? Heart K?

the two of them

auction progressed with a sense of monotony.

tonight was a Desert Fox brooch from Cartier,

each subsequent bid to increase by

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“525 thousand.”

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