Chapter 159
The room buzzed with a flurry of whispers, and Nancy’s eyes darkened as she cast a frosty glance at Sarah. She caught Sarah’s gaze just in time.
Their eyes locked, and Sarah’s were filled with nothing but bold defiance. She chuckled softly, “Miss Lena, you won’t mind, will you?”
Nancy’s lips curled into a tight smile as she replied, “Not at all.”
Judson furrowed his brows and cast a discreet glance at Sarah, his expression giving nothing away.
Sarah, huh? He’d remember her.
Cyrus, too, frowned at Sarah, speaking in a lowered voice, “Nancy had her eye on that paint. Why are you bidding against her? If you want paint, I can get you something else.”
After all, he had once used paint to win Nancy over in the past.
Sarah stayed calm and said, “Cyrus, I’m only bidding against Nancy for your sake.”
Cyrus narrowed his eyes, asking, “What do you mean by that?”
Sarah mused, “People rarely cherish what they obtain too easily.” She continued thoughtfully, “Cyrus, Nancy showing up here with another man is just her way of banking on the fact that you’ll come running back to her after a fight.”
“You spoil Nancy too much. She needs to see that you love her, but she can’t assume she can control you. Otherwise, if you patch things up this time, what’s to stop it from happening again?”
Cyrus paused, her words resonating with something deep within him.
There are many ways to repay someone.
Why did he feel the need to keep Judson around? Nancy was just banking on him coming to find her and making him angry on purpose!
With this realization, Cyrus clenched his fist. “You’re right.”
“Of course I am. Cyrus, just let me handle this. I’ve got it all figured out,” Sarah said with a smile.
Cyrus nodded subtly.
Watching the quiet exchange between Cyrus and Sarah, Judson spoke sharply, “Nancy, look at those two schemers. Don’t worry; we’re getting that paint!”
A flicker of cold determination passed through Nancy’s eyes. “I know.”
What Cyrus and Sarah were plotting didn’t matter. What mattered was that she was getting that paint.
The auctioneer smiled and asked, “Any more bids? If not, the paint will go to the gentleman…”
“Fifty million,” Nancy interjected, raising her paddle.
As her words settled in the air, Sarah quickly responded with a smile, “Sixty million. If Miss Lena says it’s good, it must be good.”
The room fell silent as Nancy’s gaze met Sarah’s once more. Their eyes locked, and the air between them seemed to crackle with tension.
Judson gripped Nancy’s hand, raising the paddle with a fierce determination. “Eighty million.”
A collective gasp echoed through the room.
The paint was top–tier, sure, but its value wouldn’t exceed ten million at best.
That was an eightfold increase.
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Sarah frowned. Eighty million was steep, and she didn’t have that kind of pocket money on hand.
Cyrus‘ lips curled into a thin line, and he spoke coldly, “One hundred million.”
Everyone was shocked.
One hundred million!!!
At this, even Nancy’s expression faltered. Eighty million was the most she was willing to go, especially with Cyrus living next door and her needing to buy another property outright.
Cyrus noticed Nancy’s troubled expression, a pang of unease gripping him, but he recalled Sarah’s earlier words.
“Nancy, give up. If you concede, I’ll gift it to you,” Cyrus said, his gaze filled with a tender affection, without a hint of jest. He knew full well that the only person who could truly satisfy Nancy wasn’t Judson, nor Baldrick,
but him.
Hearing Cyrus‘ offer, Nancy let out a cold laugh.
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