NovelUpdateChapter 341: "Then my brother absolutely must buy it for you. Just wait and see!" Rita declared enthusiastically.
Leah responded with a noncommittal smile, her thoughts drifting to tomorrow's potential spotlight if Bruce were to secure the diamond at auction. As the clock struck eight, the auction commenced.
Zayn Swain, the distinguished auctioneer, took his position on stage. After delivering his opening remarks, he initiated the evening's proceedings.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCorrine, showing little interest in the preliminary items, reclined on the sofa while sampling fresh fruit. Her gaze occasionally wandered to Nate, who sat across from her. Even in silence, his presence commanded attention as he idly held a coffee spoon.
Detecting her observation, Nate lifted his eyes to meet hers.
"What's up?" "Are you waiting for someone?" Corrine inquired playfully, pressing a cherry between her lips, its juice lending an even more vivid hue to her mouth. Before he could respond, she corrected herself, saying, “No—you're waiting to catch someone." His demeanor suggested not leisure but that of a hunter anticipating his prey. A shadow of amusement passed over Nate's face.
"You're not wrong." Corrine blinked, momentarily surprised. She hadn't expected him to be so forthright, so unconcerned with hiding his intentions.
"A rival?" she asked, lazily wiping the juice from the corner of her lips with her fingertip.
"Or an enemy?" Nate leaned in slightly, retrieving a pristine white handkerchief. Instead of handing it to her, he carefully wiped her fingers himself.
"Is there a difference?" Corrine met his gaze.
"A rival means both sides take losses. An enemy? That's a fight to the death." galhosts fresh updates A slow smile tugged at Nate's lips. His eyes gleamed with something unreadable.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"An enemy, then." Corrine's eyes widened at his declaration.
"Don't worry," Nate murmured, his fingers brushing her cheek before he claimed her lips in a gentle kiss.
During their exchange, the bidding for the extraordinarily rare blue diamond had escalated from its opening price of forty-eight million to an impressive eighty million.
"Miss Holland, would you like to raise your bid?" Jacob's voice crackled e through the intercom. Corrine lifted the intewith deliberate grace, her voice carrying quiet authority.
"Jacob, remove all constraints on the bidding."
Her meaning crystallized-this extraordinary blue diamond would be hers, regardless of price such a rare specimen transcended mere investment; it represented a treasure whose value would only appreciate with time.
Jacob absorbed her directive, a m flutter of sympathy stirring for the bidders. History had proven that Cortine's desires inevitably transformed into acquisitions, and today would prove no different.
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