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“Unlimited bid! Ms. Sutton has placed an unlimited bid!” the auctioneer announced with enthusiasm. “Congratulations to Ms. Sutton for securing the Tears of the Ocean“!”
At that moment, Hillary felt the anger she had been holding in finally fade
away.
But when it was time to settle the payment, the organizer told her that her card had been frozen.
“This must be a mistake,” Hillary said, puzzled. “My card doesn’t have a spending limit–it shouldn’t freeze regardless of the amount charged.”
She asked the organizer to try again, but the card still wouldn’t work.
With poise, Henry stepped forward. “Didn’t we agree that I would cover the payment today? Use my card.”
He offered his card with a smile, but it also failed to process.
“How can this be?” Henry questioned, clearly in disbelief.
The crowd erupted into chaos, with some even bursting into laughter. “Has the Sutton family gone broke? They can’t even manage 20 million?”
“Why go for unlimited bidding if you’re broke? This is so humiliating!”
The mockery was relentless, causing Hillary’s face to flush crimson.
Lorenzo, who had been calmly watching the scene unfold, finally rose from his seat.
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He casually handed a black bank card to the server. “Use this one.”
This time the transaction was completed successfully, and the organizer presented “Tears of the Ocean” to Lorenzo.
In front of everyone, he carefully placed the jewelry around Kellie’s neck.
At that moment, Hillary became the biggest subject of ridicule in the auction hall.
Her eyes were painfully red and swollen, yet she stubbornly held back her
tears.
“That scoundrel!” Henry muttered angrily. “Our cards didn’t work- Lorenzo must be behind this.
“He’s a top hacker. I saw him open his laptop earlier–he must have hacked our accounts, freezing our cards so we couldn’t make the payment!”
Hillary chuckled bitterly, and at that moment, her composure finally shattered. Tears flowed down her cheeks.
So that was it–Lorenzo had intentionally embarrassed her.
With a single breath, he could conjure storms. With a mere flick of his finger, he could send her spiraling into an abyss…
After fastening the “Tears of the Ocean” around Kellie’s neck, Lorenzo’s sharp eyes coldly glanced at Henry. “If you lack the strength, don’t pretend to be a hero.”
Then he turned to Hillary and said flatly, “You should get in my car.”
Hillary gave a bitter smile. “But there’s already someone in your car.
With that, she turned and walked away, never looking back at Lorenzo.
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Feeling humiliated by the auction incident, Hillary locked herself in her room for several days, refusing to leave.
Henry visited her multiple times, bringing her favorite desserts.
However, Hillary barely acknowledged him, aware that Henry didn’t genuinely care for her.
He had admitted it himself that night–he’d rather jump off a building than let her stay close.
“Hillary has been secluded in her room for days. We need to find a way to coax her out, or things will get complicated if Mr. Sutton Senior discovers this.”
“Ugh, I don’t want to go. I need to stay with Kellie.”
“Do you think I don’t want to be with Kellie? The usual rule is we must take care of Hillary first before we’re allowed to see Kellie.”
In the living room, the group of husbands, promised to Hillary since childhood, shuffled around, offering excuses to avoid going upstairs to persuade her.
Unbeknownst to them, Hillary had overheard everything.
After stumbling upon the secrets of her child–betrothed husbands, Hillary discreetly set up tiny cameras and listening devices throughout the house.
She was determined not to remain in the dark–she wanted to hear
firsthand how these seven men discussed her behind her back.
“I’m not going,” Henry declared, irritation clearly written on his face. “It’s always Lorenzo who upsets Hillary, and then we have to deal with the fallout. Why should we?
“Whoever causes the mess should clean it up!”
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At that moment, Lorenzo’s tall silhouette appeared on the surveillance
screen.
“There’s no need for you to go,” Lorenzo stated coldly. “I’ll handle my own woman–there’s no need for you all to get involved.”
With that, he turned and made his way upstairs, carrying a gift box.
Hillary swiftly switched off the monitor, missing the anger written on her husbands‘ faces.
“He’s so full of himself.” Timmy said, clenching his fists. “Hillary hasn’t picked him yet. Who does he think he is, calling her his woman?”
In response, Henry gave a sorrowful smile. “Does it really matter? Hillary will choose him for sure. We’re all just… here to make up the numbers.
