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.

no

heart had just sped

“What is your interest?”

just here

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her, and even Dylan wouldn’t believe

afraid I’ll cause a scene?”

with words, but

another context, he might

this was a charity auction.

auction

Jasiel Reeve?

attending. Perhaps the

you here to monitor me

“Definitely lend

if I opt for chaos? Will you

you ignite the spark, I have a lighter

glanced at him

up trouble? Especially with all the VIPs in the crowd being innocent, and

monitored the conversation nearby. He observed Isabelle and George whispering to each other, standing intimately as if they were alone, discussing

had never witnessed his uncle

beautiful antique vase. Bidding started at 530 thousand dollars. Eventually, it found its new owner in a lady who was willing to shell out a staggering 1.5 million

was a pair of exquisite antique

“900 thousand,”

“975 thousand.”

climb, Isabelle listened attentively, unable to suppress a smile at the

the front, where Jasiel sat with his back turned

Charity? Heart K?

the two of them was rather

with a sense

tonight was a

to increase by no less than 75 thousand

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“525 thousand.”

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