Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 9

Chapter 9

As Ophelia locked eyes with Kenneth, her heart raced, pounding like a wild drum. She was nowhere near ready to express her gratitude" in the way he hinted at. Clearing her throat softly, she dodged the question and turned her gaze back to the stage below.

The auctioneer's voice boomed with excitement. "And now, for the final piece of the evening. This one is bound to steal every woman's heart-the crowning jewel of tonight's event."

As he spoke, the lights dimmed, and the stage revealed a glass display case slowly rising. Inside it was a dazzling necklace, its diamonds glittering against the backdrop of black velvet.

The 'Moon & Star' necklace, the auctioneer announced, his voice dripping with anticipation. "Crafted from 108 flawless diamonds, it features a crescent moon centerpiece made from the rarest vivid blue diamond, a gemstone so scarce, it's been certified as one of the finest specimens in existence. A treasure this valuable is nearly impossible to find on the open market

From her seal, Emily's eyes lit up like fireworks. "Miles, is that the blue diamond necklace you promised to get me? Her voice was filled with breathless excitement, her gaze locked on the sparkling prize.

"Girl, you're so lucky. Mr. Lewis is completely head over heels for you, someone gushed nearby.

The murmurs of admiration swirled around them, and Emily drank it all in, her heart swelling with pride. The way she looked at Miles now-so soft, so full of admiration-could melt even the coldest hearts.

"Talk is cheap," someone else muttered under their breath, the jealousy clear in her voice. "He couldn't even win the bid for that cheap dress earlier.

Emily wasn't about to let the snide remarks slide. I told him not to bother with the dress, she retorted, keeping her voice sweet but firm. "But this necklace? Miles has promised me this one." She smiled at him, subtly reminding him of his pledge while defending him. After all, it wasn't just a necklace anymore-it was a matter of pride.

Plus, when it came to value, the necklace undeniably outweighed the gown..

Miles, sensing the weight of expectations, nodded. I got this," he murmured, already preparing to raise his paddle.

"Starting bid is four million dollars, the auctioneer declared.

Miles wasted no time. "Five million dollars. Miles was the first to raise his paddle, his voice steady and confident. Emily could hardly contain her excitement, practically vibrating with glee. The bids kept rolling in.

"Six million dollars, someone else called out.

"Seven million, another voice chimed in, the bidding intensifying

each jump. Even Owen. seated nearby, was basking in the glow of his daughter's triumph. Compliments flowed

as Emily, it's no wonder Mr. Lewis

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you flatter me," Owen responded modestly, but inside, he was glowing with pride. Whether the final

buzzing. Everyone was certain that the necklace would soon be claimed by Miles for twenty million. But then. the inevitable happened. Thirty million dollars. The voice came from the private box on the second floor, the

more than two million dollars at a time, but

stunned

bold tactic as before, making it impossible for

settings like this, everyone wanted to show off, but nobody wanted

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shake the feeling of being targeted Emily's expectant gaze weighed on him, but as much as he

the fire had left his voice. "Thirty-five million

call, the voice from the

The price had now skyrocketed to more than five times the necklace's actual worth Everyone was staring at the box, wondering who would be foolish enough to pay such a steep price. Kenneth, lounging in

Part of her couldn't believe how reckless Kenneth was being She pondered, 'Is he seriously this extravagant? But sering Miles' lace

but to see him splurge this extravagantly, all for the sake

Miles' band froze on

mysterious bidder from the second floor. The crowd buzzed with speculation, while Kenneth sit back, a lazy gra tugging at his lips. After the auction wrapped up, the crowd made their way to the banquet hall Given the prestigious standing of the Lewis family, no one dared say

luxurious items had fallen flat. Not a single bid had gone through for them, leaving her humiliated in front of all

girls scoffed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Anyone can talk big,

in that private box

that private box anyway?" another asked, her voice

pretty mysterious, someone

on the

second floor, Kenneth lounged comfortably, as if the weight of the world had never touched him. The room around him was bathed in the soft glow

Carnegie from Carnegie Group wishes to meet you, Mark informed

devouring the last of the desserts laid out in the room. "Enjoying yourself?" he

in the box by herself during the auction, leaving the plates bare. Yet her eyes still lingered on the trays of meticulously crafted pastries being served

up in the slums, hardship was a close companion, and her love of sweets was a small, innocent

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