NovelEnglishChapter 150 She won't lose an inch of her stature because of your slander. In fact, with every insult you hurl at Serena, it's your own face that becomes uglier.
"Do you realize how twisted your face looks right now?" "You!" Yvonne glared at Samuel, who was unfazed by her threats, seething with the urge to lash out. "Fine, just you wait. You'll regret this sooner or later." With that, she stormed off.
Samuel watched her leave and finally released a sigh of relief. When he turned back, he noticed Serena standing not far away, her face alight with a warm smile.
His cheeks flushed involuntarily.
Despite being the Vice President of L.S. Entertainment, he always felt like a naive young boy around Serena. "When did you get back?" he asked, once the heat in his face had subsided.
Serena replied, "When you were telling Yvonne how monstrous she looked." "You heard all of that?" "Yes." Serena looked up at Samuel.
Samuel was known for his gentlemanly demeanor, always giving the impression of having a mild temperament.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSerena had never seen him lose his cool before.
Even when things went awry at the company, he'd never raised his voice.
Yet today, he stood up for her...
"Who would have thought I'd see Samuel cursing someone out?" Serena teased, suppressing the emotions stirring within her.
Samuel looked a bit embarrassed. "Don't let Yvonne's words get to you..." "I've heard such things too many times to count. They don't botheranymore." Samuel looked at Serena with compassion.
But Serena turned away from his gaze, focusing instead on the exhibits.
Just then, the brightly lit gallery suddenly dimmed.
Everyone's attention shifted to the brightest spot in the room.
It was Yvonne.
She held a microphone, and through the crowd, her eyes found Serena standing next to Samuel.
Her gaze turned icy.
Then, she smiled broadly. "Ladies and gentlemen, apart from the exhibition, we have another event that I'm sure you're all aware of.
It's the auction.
Today, we have a piece from the Victorian era up for auction-a Diamond Crown. Although it's a replica, the craftsmanship is indistinguishable from the real deal and holds significant collectible value. Is anyone here interested?" A small box draped in red silk was wheeled out.
As the silk was pulled away, the Diamond Crown was revealed, and the crowd collectively gasped.
Inside the transparent case, the regal Diamond Crown sat majestically. Despite being a replica, it was indistinguishable from the original.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe crown was adorned with emerald clouds, leaves, and pearl flowers, with strings of pearls elegantly linking them.
The dazzling jewels made it impossible to look away.
"What's the starting bid?" someone inquired.
Yvonne smiled slightly. "Fifty thousand." The crowd was astonished by the low starting price.
Even as a replica, it was exceptionally rare to find one so convincing.
Besides, the jewels alone on this Diamond Crown were worth more than fifty thousand, surely. Immediately, someone raised a hand: "Eighty!" "One hundred!" "Two hundred!"
Many were eager to claim the Diamond Crown, and the bids om skyrocketed with increasing fervor, turning into a chaotic frenzy as the shouting intensified. Yvonne tapped her gavel. "Quiet, quiet!"
Once the room finally settled, she smiled and said, "Alright, alright, you all but know you all want it but since there's only one replica, to keep the peace, I've decided to give this antique to a lucky person in the audience." Hearing this, the crowd's faces lit up with curiosity.
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