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.

tycoons. They were all looking forward to seeing what

anxious and excited eyes of

open, and he was just about

Luther hard with a chopstick

and the "five" he wanted to say

him and chanted, "What do

that she had looked

and her delicate face tangled up

host saw that Luther did not raise

any more bids?" "Three hundred million for

put his hands together, "Well, I

the table. Since Joyce did not want that, what would he need it for? He could just let

to fight

mere necklace was not worth this

had not had the chance to give it to

hundred million for the third

hammered it