Revenge Wears My Ring novel Chapter 244

A hush fell over the room, thick with unspoken tension.

Five million dollars—for a necklace that wasn’t even unique—had already shattered everyone’s expectations, leaving most in a state somewhere between disbelief and resignation.

Even those who’d fantasized about dining with Nimbus were forced to reconsider. Once they saw the determined glint in Julian’s eyes, paired with the formidable reputation of the Locke Group, they knew better than to challenge him.

But the clincher was Bennett, the president of G-B Group, who had stunned everyone earlier with his decisive bids. Now, he sat silent in the front row, unmoved. To the uninformed, it made sense—they were brothers, after all, and family wouldn’t sabotage each other in public.

All these factors combined to make Julian’s five-million-dollar offer an impenetrable wall, shutting down any hint of further bidding.

The auctioneer, a seasoned pro, swept the room one last time to be sure. Sensing no competition, he picked up the pace, gavel poised:

“Five million, going once!”

“Five million, going twice!”

“Five million, sold!”

“Congratulations, Mr. Julian! For five million dollars, you’ve won Master Nimbus’s treasured piece! And, with the highest cumulative donation of the evening, you’ve also secured the top spot in our charity auction, along with the exclusive opportunity to dine with Master Nimbus himself!”

The spotlight blazed onto Julian and Queenie, brighter and more intense than before.

Queenie’s cheeks flushed with excitement as she clung to Julian’s arm, pressing herself close. Her gaze up at him shimmered with pride and adoration.

Julian, for his part, seemed unfazed—he’d always enjoyed Queenie’s adoring, almost theatrical affection.

But his attention drifted past the crowd, fixing on Gwyneth with a piercing look. She should have known when to give up.

He didn’t notice Gwyneth turn away, a cold smirk curling on her lips.

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As the auction ended and the crowd began to thin, Gwyneth made no move to linger. She picked up her clutch and rose with effortless poise, ready to leave this fantasy playground she herself had so carefully crafted for Julian and Queenie.

She’d barely taken two steps when Queenie’s voice, syrupy with triumph and insincere concern, rang out behind her:

“Leaving so soon, Gwyneth?”

Queenie, still hooked onto Julian’s arm, hurried to block Gwyneth’s way, her smile practically glowing with self-satisfaction.

“Oh, don’t take it so hard. If you wanted to meet Master Nimbus before, I’m afraid your chances just vanished.”

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