Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF)
Chapter 470

Chapter 470 Brain Damage

I originally thought that I could leave after the auction ended, but unexpectedly, Ezra went crazy and suddenly started bidding. I wasn't in the mood, but when I heard him shout two million, everyone around became restless.

I frowned, unable to resist lifting my gaze towards the auction stage. On it was a string of crystal-clear, vermilion prayer beads. I didn't know what material the beads were made of, but they looked beautifully transparent. They seemed to be quite valuable, not something cheap.

Just, two million...

It was probably a bit expensive.

After all, no matter how precious the pearl was, it could never possibly reach two million.

Seeing me staring at the string of beads, Ezra, who was beside me, raised an eyebrow, "Pretty, isn't it?"

I pursed my lips, nodded honestly, it was indeed beautiful.

Seeing me nod, he seemed to be in a good mood. Noticing that no one else was preparing to bid, the auctioneer on stage was ready to finalize.

"Three million!" A deep, magnetic voice sounded.

For a moment, everyone turned to look in the direction of that sound, all with confusion and doubt.

I naturally knew whose voice it was, couldn't help but frown. What's

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wrong with Ezra, and what is Walter up to? No matter how beautiful this pearl is, it's not worth three million.

Ezra sneered, leisurely raising the sign in his hand, saying, "Four million!"

Gone mad!

"Five million!" Walter spoke up, sitting not far from us, his expression calm, his gaze cold, as if this five million was nothing more than a piece of paper.

Ezra scoffed, raising his sign again, "Five million two hundred thousand."

This time, everyone's gaze turned towards us again. However, this time, they were looking more at me than him. After all, the number five million two hundred thousand, when heard, seemed quite sentimental and easily aroused my curiosity and envy.

At first, everyone didn't understand why he was willing to bid such a high price for a string of beads all of a sudden. But at this moment, it seemed as if they all saw the answer

"Fifty-two million." The voice was Walter's.

"Hiss!" This time, someone in the crowd gasped, a small string of Buddhist beads was auctioned for tens of millions, which was truly astonishing. After all, this auction was just for charity, such a large sum of money was a bit exaggerated for these participants who were only prepared to donate a small amount.

I frowned, instinctively looking up at Walter who still acted as if nothing had happened. I couldn't help but furrow my brows, he had gone mad...

Ezra held the sign in his hand, looking at me with a playful smile, "It

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seems the Hinton family really is filthy rich."

Seeing that he had no intention of raising the sign, I pursed my lips, feeling a bit stifled. It wasn't that I was worried about the Hinton family not being able to afford it, but rather I was annoyed at Ezra for being a troublemaker, causing a ruckus and upsetting people in someone else's place.

Stared at by me, Ezra raised an eyebrow, "What? Feeling sorry for his money?"

I suddenly sneered, "The Hinton family does have this amount of money. But what about you? Why aren't you bidding anymore? Didn't you just say you were willing to go bankrupt for me? Now you're scared by the mention of fifty-two million?"

I wasn't sure if my words had provoked him, but he suddenly raised the sign in his hand and said, "Five hundred and twenty..."

Realizing what he was about to shout, I suddenly grabbed his sign and said, "Fifty-three million." After speaking, I looked towards Walter who was not far away.

Perhaps hearing my voice, Walter also looked in my direction. Seeing him, I shook my head slightly, signaling him not to continue to raise the price.

He looked at me, his dark eyes deep and inscrutable. In those pitch- black pupils was an expression I couldn't decipher.

Perhaps because of me, Walter didn't continue to add anymore.

Thus, the Buddha beads, originally worth hundreds of thousands, were inexplicably raised to tens of millions, and were taken by Ezra just like that. Releasing the sign from my hand, I felt a faint sigh of relief.

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A deep chuckle sounded from beside me. It was Ezra, who seemed to be in a good mood. "Tabatha, are you worried about my money?" he asked. "Are you afraid that if I start bidding in billions, I'll really go bankrupt and won't be able to support you in the future?"

Idiot!

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