You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

The bidding price now far exceeded the value of the necklace itself. The scene was once a bit chaotic. Everyone looked at Mr. Warner and then looked at Mr. Henderson.

The heavy smell of smoke filled the air everywhere, and it was clear that the two big moneymakers had brought their private grudges from outside into the charity party.

At the time Luther quoted a price of 200 million.

She felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Two hundred million for a necklace? Crazy!

Although the money was ultimately donated to the orphanage, they still had other ways to donate. There was no need to start a war at the charitable party!

"Three hundred million."

Justin didn't even blink, and his face was expressionless when he just raised his offer.

This brought the room to an even greater boil, with the whispers almost overriding the voice of the host.

The host's glasses were falling off and he repeatedly asked Justin to confirm, "Mr. Henderson, is it true that you're bidding 300 million?" Raising the price by 100 million at a time, was this some money burning game of the rich?

Now everyone turned their full attention to Luther.

no longer an auction, but a contest between top tycoons. They were all looking forward to seeing what price Mr. Warner

the anxious and excited eyes

open, and he was just about

Luther hard

lift the card, and the "five" he

gnashed her teeth behind him and chanted, "What do

Didn't you want it?" It was obvious that she had looked at it a few more times. How

face tangled up with it, "Who said

saw that Luther did not raise

the first time, any more bids?" "Three

together, "Well, I will just let him

card on the table. Since Joyce did not want that, what would he need it for? He could just let Justin have it if that was what he wanted. It

won't have to

mere necklace was not worth this

million, and he had not had the chance to

hundred million for

hammered it