32

The auction finally started. One of the paintings was presented one by one in front of the mini stage.

“Fifty thousand dollars,” someone raised its card.

“Fifty thousand!” the mc closed the bidding.

Yvette gasped at how they spent money effortlessly on paintings. Yes, they’re all billionaires but to her who doesn’t have enough money for the event fascinates her to the core.

She saw the familiar painting being placed in front. She cleared her throat and sipped on her wine to calm her senses. She noticed how the other tables reacted and they were nodding like they were waiting for it too.

“So, let’s start the bidding. Fifty thousand dollars,” the mc smiled.

“One hundred thousand,” someone raised its card.

“One hundred!” the mc smiled widely.

“One hundred fifty,” from the side raised its card.

“Two hundred!” from the back.

Yvette’s eyes narrowed. He looked at Clyde who was just sitting comfortably.

Maybe he changed his mind and he doesn’t want to buy it anymore?

“Two