Chapter 349



Unexpectedly, one particular item caught her eye. The host presented it as an ancient harp that had been restored and was still playable. Recently, Kallie had developed a keen interest in musical instruments. With both time and money at her disposal, she decided to pursue her new passion.

The competition was sparse, so Kallie seized the moment to place her bid. Her offer was substantial, deterring others from challenging it.

Just as Kallie was about to win the harp, a bid from the No. 1 private room, merely two hundred thousand higher than Kallie’s, came in.

Kallie’s brow furrowed, sensing something was amiss. She tentatively placed a few more bids.

The No. 1 private room soon placed a bid after Kallie made hers, opting for the lowest increase with two hundred thousand.

Logically speaking, such vicious competition was not allowed to exist. Yet, the staff on duty today were well aware that the occupant of the No. 1 private room was Errol’s fiancée, and no one dared challenge this.

Kallie couldn’t fathom why Errol’s fiancée harbored such animosity toward her.

As Errol’s fiancée bid again, Kallie dropped her bidding. “Just let her be,” she muttered.

Errol’s fiancée burst into a smug laugh at Kallie’s silence, “Giving up already? Humph! I expected some excitement. I doubt she has much money. The harp is now going for merely five million, and she’s already ceased bidding.”

The butler played along, “That woman clearly doesn’t know who you are. The nerve of her to offend you! But isn’t it a waste to spend five million on this harp? You are not even interested in it.”

With a sneer curling her red lips, Errol’s fiancée replied, “True, I have no interest in it. But I can’t stand her strutting around. She enticed Errol and dared to show up before me. I’d rather take this harp back and destroy it than let her have it. Besides, Errol is running this auction house. I get whatever I want.”

The butler glanced at his watch and cautioned, “Miss, it’s time.”

Errol’s fiancée hesitantly rose to her feet and retrieved her phone to initiate the live stream.

A second ago, impatience had clouded her demeanor, but she swiftly replaced it with a radiant smile. Facing the camera, she greeted her audience with enthusiasm, “My dear fans! I’m currently at the largest auction house. Let’s see what unfolds at today’s auction. Taking photos here is no problem. Don’t worry.”

She continued, her voice dripping with a hint of pride, “I’m in the No. 1 private room right now. It’s really secluded here, no chance of being disturbed by anyone.”

Catching the cue from Errol’s fiancée, the butler played along with her charade by lying, “Miss, the occupants of the No. 2 private room are quite upset that you’ve secured the harp with your higher bid. They’re actually cursing you.”

With a swift shift to an innocent expression, Errol’s fiancée raised her voice loud enough for her audience from the live stream to hear, “But this is what an auction is all about, right? The highest bid wins. Competing for items is the norm. I haven’t accused her of foul play. Why is she insulting me?”

The butler clucked his tongue in disapproval. “Perhaps they can’t manage that large amount of money and are just jealous.”

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