Aaron Linton and Jade Shaw were immediately surprised by Lilian Young’s words.
"Your son is too kind, no need to be so extravagant."
Aaron Linton said to Lilian Young.
Lilian Young glanced at Caleb Lockwood.
Caleb Lockwood’s expression was emotionless, as if he hadn’t heard them at all.
In fact, Lilian Young wasn’t sure why Caleb Lockwood had bid so high for the jewelry designed by Serena Jennings.
Caleb Lockwood had no use for this golden phoenix tail comb.
If he was willing to spend so much, it was definitely to give to a woman he liked.
The first person that came to Lilian Young’s mind was Claire Shaw.
After all, Claire Shaw was Caleb Lockwood’s first love, and since returning to the country, Caleb had taken great care of her.
However, recently it was visible that Caleb had been more indifferent to Claire Shaw.
Otherwise, Caleb wouldn’t have agreed to meet and discuss business with the Linton Family.
On the surface, the Lockwoods and the Lintons had a project to discuss.
But Caleb, cunning as he was, must have realized they were trying to set him up with Wendy Linton.
Previously, wherever Caleb went, Claire Shaw was always by his side.
Yet, for this charity gala, Caleb never mentioned bringing Claire along.
Thinking it over, the only other person Lilian Young could imagine was Wendy Linton.
After all, Caleb was sensible and understood the pros and cons.
In the current circumstances, spending a high amount on jewelry for Wendy would not only win her favor but also earn praise from Aaron Linton and Jade Shaw.
The more Lilian Young thought about it, the more it seemed like the truth.
At the same time, she couldn’t help but feel gratified. Caleb was indeed the Lockwood heir, knowing how to please Wendy without needing their guidance.
Caleb’s offer of fifty million US dollars deterred all other bidders, including Prince William.
"Idol, are you okay?"
Prince William cautiously noticed the serious expression on Serena Jennings’s face after Caleb said fifty million.
"It’s nothing," Serena shook her head.
Sitting next to Serena, Peter also noticed the change in her expression.
He surmised Serena didn’t want her meticulously designed comb to end up in Caleb’s hands.
Especially since...
Peter glanced at the neighboring table.
At that table, aside from Caleb, who was expressionless, everyone else was chatting and laughing.
Therefore, if Caleb was bidding such a high price for this comb, it was likely for the Linton family’s young lady!
"Fifty-one million."
Suddenly, from a table at the back, a man’s familiar voice reached Serena’s ears.
Serena instinctively turned her head to see the man standing, casually walking forward.
In the dimly lit banquet hall, it wasn’t until he reached the front row that Serena clearly saw his face.
The man wore a royal blue suit, was tall and broad, with high cheekbones framed by gold-rimmed glasses, with narrow eyes smiling lazily, exuding a scholarly elegance from head to toe.
Nonetheless, Serena now described this aura with an idiom—
"Gentlemanly scoundrel."
"What are you doing here?"
Serena asked in surprise.
Ian Blackwood adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, leaned in and whispered to Serena:
"Here to cheer you on."
Serena blinked as Ian had a chair brought over and then sat beside her, as if he naturally belonged there.
With an extra person at the table, it instantly became crowded.
It had been some time since Serena last saw Ian.
She hadn’t expected Ian to also be at this charity auction.
Sitting close to Serena, Ian seemed like he wanted to say something to her.
But not now.
"Sixty million."
At the neighboring table, Caleb bid again, his tone nonchalant.



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