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Go Away, I’m a Billionairess Now By Evie Cole Chapter 54 Do You Need My Help?
Samara had come here today to complete the bet, so she was not interested in the items that would be
auctioned tonight.
Beside her, Roland did not say anything and did not seem to be interested in anything.
However, his gaze was obvious. Samara could not help but look at him. “Mr. Garza, you don’t like
anything here?”
“Yes, I do.”
His beautiful eyes curved slightly. Roland picked up the mineral water beside him and slowly unscrewed
it to take a sip. Only then did he look at her with a smirk, saying slowly, “But what I like can’t be
auctioned.”
He meant something. Samara smiled and pretended not to understand. “Oh, what a pity.”
“What about you?”
He asked and turned the number plate in his hand.
Samara wanted to say no, but the snuff bottle on the big screen made her interested.
“This snuff bottle is quite nice to look at.”
Kadin liked to collect snuff bottles. When Samara saw it, she felt Kadin should like it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn a few days, Kadin would be coming to Chicago. It would be good if she won it and gave him a small
surprise.
Well, she was such a filial daughter.
Roland raised his eyebrows and became interested. “Ms. Novak, you like it?”
Samara tilted her head and looked at him. “My father should like it.”
“I see.”
Roland nodded and glanced at her, but he did not say anything.
This snuff bottle had a history. The starting price was 400 thousand dollars.
Not many people were interested, and after a few rounds of bidding, the price reached 430 thousand
dollars.
Samara raised the sign after a few seconds of silence. The auctioneer glanced at her. “This young lady
bids 460 thousand dollars. 460 thousand dollars going once…”
As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, Chaim raised his sign not far away. The auctioneer stopped
the hammer again. “500 thousand dollars going once…”
Roland narrowed his eyes and tilted his head to look at Samara. “Do you need my help?”
Samara smiled and shook her head. “No.”
Samara knew the value of this snuff bottle. It would be too high if the price was over 500 thousand
dollars.
However, Kadin did not have this snuff bottle. Samara thought about it and added over 20 thousand
dollars.
“520 thousand dollars! This young lady gives 520 thousand dollars! 520 thousand dollars going once!”
“530 thousand dollars! This gentleman gives 530 thousand dollars!”
They both raised the price as if they were competing, and the price of the small snuff bottle actually
reached 660
thousand dollars.
Samara snorted, put down the sign, and did not intend to bid for it anymore.
Chaim wanted to be a fathead, but she didn’t.
Roland curved his lips and said, “I’ll help you win it.”
When Samara heard that, she immediately reached out to stop him from raising his hand. “Let him be
the fool.”
Hearing her words, Roland could not help but laugh and put away the sign. “I will listen to you.”
The bidding stopped in the venue. Finally, the auctioneer made the final decision. This snuff bottle was
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsold for 660 thousand dollars.
Victor frowned. “This snuff bottle is not worth the money.”
Chaim looked at Samara who was not far away. She was tilting her head and talking to Roland. Then
they looked up and smiled at each other.
Chaim was unhappy. When he heard Victor’s words, he snorted coldly. “I have money.”
Victor tsked. “As you please!”
However, they did not come here for the snuff bottle, but for a painting.
Samara did not expect that the painting that came last of tonight’s auction would be so amazing. The
starting price for it was more than 500 thousand dollars. Roland gave 660 thousand dollars. It seemed
Roland was determined to win this painting.
However, Roland was not the only person who came for this painting. Chaim and Roland silently raised
their signs and fought for the painting. In the end, the price of the painting actually reached 1.25 million
dollars.
Chaim raised the price to that high. Just as Samara thought Roland would continue to bid, he suddenly
stopped. Samara froze for a moment and could not help but look at him. “Mr. Garza?”
Roland looked at her. The smile in his beautiful eyes was like a whirlpool, sucking her in. “You are right.
Let him be the
fool.”
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