Wynn had raised the bid by a huge margin again.
Celeste felt her heart sink further. She didn't have much money on hand.
At the start, her budget for this auction had been set at no more than thirty million. After all, the Rodriguez family's business was struggling, and they didn't have much disposable income to splurge.
But now things had changed.
Jorge raised the bid. "Twenty-eight million."
Celeste raised her paddle. "Thirty million."
She had bid twice in a row after him, her voice soft and clear, carrying a gentle allure.
This made Jorge turn his head to look. When he saw Celeste, he paused for a moment, then raised an eyebrow and smiled.
Celeste, noticing his gaze, nodded back politely.
Just then, Wynn raised her paddle again. "Forty million."
Celeste no longer paid attention to Jorge. The moment she heard Wynn's bid, her hands clenched into fists.
Jorge raised again. "Forty-three million."
Celeste immediately followed. "Forty-five million."
Wynn bid. "Fifty million."
Celeste felt like her mind had exploded. Her initial budget had been thirty million, that was true. But the moment Wynn started bidding, she had mentally adjusted her limit to fifty million.
She could afford to go even higher.
She had considered selling the villa Trevor had given her just a few days ago. That property alone was worth at least a few hundred million. Since that money had practically fallen into her lap, why not spend it?
But deep down, she knew. This embroidery piece wasn't worth fifty million.
She had the money, but she couldn't afford to be reckless right now. If she really sold the villa, she could use that money for something far more meaningful.
With that thought, Celeste slowly put her paddle down.
Lottie whispered, "Why don't you call Trevor?"
Celeste had thought about it too. But would Trevor stop Wynn just for her?
Impossible.
Even though she knew it was pointless, she still pulled out her phone and dialed his number.
At that moment, Trevor felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He took it out and glanced at the screen.
Wynn happened to look over and saw the screen too.
She asked, "A stranger?"
It was just a string of numbers, with no saved contact name.
Trevor chuckled, said nothing, and directly declined the call.
Seeing her call get instantly rejected, the last sliver of hope Celeste had vanished completely. Her mind went blank for a moment.
Lottie fumed, "He actually ignored your call?"
Celeste said nothing and silently put her phone back into her bag.
By then, the bid had already reached ninety-five million.
Jorge rubbed his temples and turned to Trevor. "Mr. Fleming, how about letting me have this one?"
Trevor smiled politely. "Next time, for sure."
Jorge was speechless. Frustrated, he raised his paddle again. "One hundred and twenty million."
Wynn followed immediately. "One hundred and fifty million."
Jorge kept quiet.
Lottie gritted her teeth and whispered into Celeste's ear, "This is the first time I have seen Jorge take a loss like this."
The Robinson family was just as powerful as the Fleming family. Both were top-tier aristocrats.
But tonight, with the way Jorge was bidding so conservatively, anyone unaware would think his financial strength was far beneath Trevor's.
But that wasn't the case at all. Jorge was simply being rational and didn't want to waste money. Meanwhile, Trevor was spending without hesitation, all for the sake of pleasing his woman.
With no one else bidding, the embroidered artwork was once again claimed by Wynn.
Trevor turned to Jorge and said, "Mr. Robinson, thanks for letting us have it."
Jorge forced a smile. "Mr. Fleming, don't mention it."
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