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Chapter 431 The words were sharp as a needle, and for Elvis, Melissa was like gum stuck in his hair—impossible to get rid of without a drastic measure.
“Don’t worry, | won't let her bother Aurelia.” Elvis said.
All the women before were just for show, never serious. But Aurelia was different, she was the woman he wanted to marry. He wouldn't allow Melissa to ruin it.
Beverley walked over and took the seat next to Aurelia.
“Aurelia, are you really dating Mr. Cooper?” Aurelia hooked up the corner of her mouth, a wry smile playing on her lips. “Mr. Cooper and | are just friends.” Elvis® eyes flickered in the light, a charming smile graced his thin lips, “Starting off as friends is good. It allows Aurelia to know me better.” Beverley blinked, leaning towards Aurelia’s ear and whispered. “Next time, I'll help you figure out if he’s your true love?” Aurelia sighed lightly, “No need. I've never drawn a good card. Some things are better left unknown.” Beverley understood. She was referring to her marriage with Leopold. If it hadn't been for the fortunetelling, she would still be trying to hold on, not giving up so abruptly.
“Everything will get better, Aurelia. You're wonderful, you'll find happiness.” Aurelia lowered her gaze, a forlorn smile gracing her lips.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCould she find happiness again? She wasn’t sure. Human hearts were too fragile, too fickle, entirely unpredictable. The future was always an unknown.
Elvis could tell she was hurt. He knew he would have to double his efforts to soothe her pain before she could accept him.
In a dark corner of the party, a man watched them quietly, ominously. A cold mask hid the man’s expressions, making him seem more like an iceberg.
Tonight, Leopold wouldn't reveal his true face, his body double was busy elsewhere.
As it was an art party, members naturally brought their own works.
These pieces would be auctioned off at the party, the proceeds donated to an animal protection society for the conservation of endangered wildlife.
Aurelia brought a platinum turquoise necklace she had designed and made herself.
The pendant was a dolphin carved from turquoise, symbolizing an endangered species.
12 10:38 The necklace had a starting price of $20,000 Elvis immediately raised his bid to $50,000.
A fierce glint passed through Leopold's eyes. How could he let a necklace his wife made be bought by a rival? He directly raised the bid to $200,000 Aurelia turned her head, looking at him curiously. This man was wearing a skin-like mask, and she couldn't possibly recognize him.
Elvis simply raised his bid to $300,000. He was determined to win the necklace.
Leopold upped the ante to $500,000.
Tension filled the room. Everyone present began to watch with interest.
Elvis frowned slightly. He didn’t recognize this mysterious man. Had he seen him before? Was he genuinely interested in the necklace, or was he deliberately opposing him? He simply raised his bid to a million.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLeopold: Two million.
Elvis: Three million.
Leopold: Four million.
Aurelia gasped, quickly tugging at Elvis‘ sleeve. “Mr. Cooper, the necklace isn’t worth that much money. Just let the other guy have it. If you like it, | can make one for you next time.” For Elvis, this was no longer just about a necklace. It was a competition between men.
“Your necklace is worth any price.” Without hesitation, Elvis raised his bid: Ten million.
Everyone in attendance gasped. Mr. Cooper was going all out to win a smile from his lady love, at any cost.
Melissa's mouth twitched in frustration. Elvis, that jerk, must have been bewitched or cursed.
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