Chapter 20
“Why should I stop? You can’t handle it already?”
“Ha! A husband who claimed to love me let his wife be slapped repeatedly in public Evelyn, right? Evelyn Reed deserves worse than death, and scum like you are cut from the same cloth!”
a group of strangers. Perfect-
-you wanted to get revenge for
Aurora’s words were ruthlessly cutting, her cold tone like a sharp knife plunging straight through Grayson’s heart.]]
She turned away, not sparing the disheveled man another glance: “Grayson Hart, don’t show your face around me again–if you have any dignity left![]
The passenger window slowly rose, and the car quickly drove away.
Grayson collapsed to a crouch, burying his face in his hands, his fingers revealing muffled sobs.
He became a gradually blurring dot in the rearview mirror, eventually disappearing..]
The car interior was utterly silent. Aurora tightened the seatbelt across her chest, calming herself after the intense confrontation.[]
To describe her current feelings–it was as if a stone that had been weighing on her heart for ages had finally been shattered by her own hand. She felt an unfamiliar sense of liberation.
Driving beside her, Julian’s expression had grown considerably more serious. Aurora’s words had struck him deeply
Beyond shocking him as an observer, they had somehow filled him with anger and distress]]
The car braked suddenly, stopping abruptly by the coastal highway. Julian gripped the steering wheel tightly, unable to resist glancing at his passenger.
He didn’t know how to begin: “Aurora, you
“Don’t comfort me or pity me I’m fine now,” Aurora calmly interrupted.
Julian’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he spoke gently: There’s something I should tell you. Those photos you mentioned–someone in America is planning to auction them.
“But don’t worry, I’ll buy them all. They won’t circulate.“[]
Instead, Aurora merely hesitated briefly, then shrugged indifferently. “Don’t bother Someone else will bid for them. For some men, verbal revenge isn’t enough.”
In the distance, on that unreachable horizon, the sun was rising as it did
every day
Aurora looked at it with resignation, imagining how those rays penetrated the sea surface, warming the entire ocean
Sure enough, Grayson soon received a call from his assistant in America
“Mr. Hart, Mr. Bennett is busting a collectors‘ auction. He’s sent you an invitation, mentioning that a set of rare photographs will be included, with a starting bid of one billion. Ninety percent of the proceeds will go to charity.“[]
Grayson’s heart felt as if it were being wrenched from his chest: “No matter the cost, Ell secure them. Hook me a flight back to America immediately.”
That evening. Grayson flew back to America.
The auction was conducted via online livestream, and when the haggard man appeared, the comment section erupted with mockery.]
“OMG, it’s that ultimate scumbag who’d rather let his wife die than stop protecting a murderer!“||
I heard through the grapevine that he once sacrificed his wife to get a ring for the murderer, letting someone take those kinds of photos of poor Aurora. Bet that’s why he’s here.“]
-Absolutely disgusting!! Who’s he trying to impress with that exhausted, heartbroken net? What a lowlife!“[]
The vicious comments scrolling across the screen drew snickers from some attendees
Like a public humiliation, they nailed the ashen–faced Grayson to an invisible pillar of shame
Soon, the auction began, proceeding to its conclusion when a mysterious set of photographs:
s sparked frenzied discussion
“Are you kidding? What photos are worth five billion?“]
What surprised everyone more was that beyond Grayson’s aggressive bidding, a mysterious online bidder competed against him.[]
This anonymous person raised the price directly to twenty billion
Twenty billion–the entire auction’s total value wasn’t even that high |]
Yet Grayson didn’t blink, continuously rassing his paddle.[]
“Mr. Hart, we can’t go higher. Your liquid assets cap at fifty billion,” his assistant whispered urgently.
But on screen, the frantic bidding approached sixty billion, with Grayson making the final decisive bid
With a resounding crack, the auctioneer’s hammer fell.
Grayson broke into a cold sweat but felt overwhelming relief.
No matter the cost, even if it meant everything he had, he wouldn’t have hesitated for a second.
Because he had already guessed the identity of the mysterious bidder deliberately inflating the price.
Across the
ocean, Aurora expressionlessly exited the livestream, logging off the account that had been driving up the auction price.]]
