No More Mrs. Nice Wife (Eleanor) novel Chapter 477

The auction officially began, and every guest present today was a true heavyweight. Winning a coveted item here required not just deep pockets, but also patience and nerves of steel.

The host, brimming with enthusiasm, introduced the first item up for bidding. It was quickly claimed by a wealthy-looking matron. In the blink of an eye, ten more items found new owners, and soon it was time for the eleventh lot.

“An early Renaissance Italian porcelain vase, starting at sixty thousand dollars. Bidders may increase in any increments,” the host announced, his voice ringing through the hall.

An older lady immediately raised her paddle. “Eighty thousand.”

Almost at once, a young woman’s voice followed. “One hundred thousand.”

Eleanor didn’t need to turn around to know it was Vanessa. She frowned—did Vanessa want this vase too? Was she planning to give it to Grandma Magdalen Goodwin?

Eleanor lifted her paddle. “One hundred twenty thousand.”

“One hundred fifty thousand.” Vanessa matched her, gaze locked on Eleanor. Clearly, Eleanor wanted this for Mildred. Well, Vanessa had no intention of letting her score any points with Mildred so easily.

“Two hundred thousand,” Eleanor called.

“Three hundred thousand,” Vanessa replied, sounding nonchalant.

“Five hundred thousand.” Eleanor’s paddle was in the air again.

A ripple of surprise swept through the room—this was well beyond the market estimate.

Vanessa hesitated; this exceeded what she’d planned to spend. But this vase was from Magdalen’s favorite period, and she was sure Magdalen would be thrilled to receive it.

Gritting her teeth, Vanessa pictured Magdalen’s delighted smile. She steeled herself. “Six hundred thousand.”

“You really didn’t have to spend so much.” Mildred’s tone was tinged with concern; she knew Eleanor’s circumstances.

Eleanor smiled. “Grandma, it’s only right to contribute to a good cause.”

Besides, this charity event had been organized by the mayor’s wife herself—Eleanor felt her money was well spent.

Vanessa heard all this and struggled to contain her anger. Eleanor’s faux modesty made her sick. She claimed it was for charity, but in reality, she was just currying favor with Mildred. Eleanor was becoming an expert at social climbing.

No wonder Faye had said Eleanor was so successful in academia—it was all about knowing how to play the game. Looking at her now, Vanessa realized Faye hadn’t been wrong.

Eleanor sat out the rest of the auction, and Vanessa also kept quiet. The remaining lots were sold without a hitch. As the final item was claimed, Mrs. Ellington took the stage, smiling as she congratulated the successful bidders. She wrapped up the event with a few words, announcing that the golf course would be open for everyone to enjoy for the rest of the day after lunch—a perfect chance to relax and unwind.