CHAPTER 391: CHAPTER 391 CHARITY DINNER 8

She could see it, how could Mason Nightshade not see?

The two went back and forth, and the price constantly climbed to 450 million.

It was Albert’s turn to bid.

But Albert remained silent, looking down at his phone, his fingers tapping quickly as if chatting with someone.

His tense face suddenly relaxed, he exhaled a breath, raised his head and shook it at the auctioneer.

The crowd was disappointed; this exciting competition ended here.

The auctioneer called out: "450 million, going once... 450 million, going twice... 450 million, going three times, sold!"

"Congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Nightshade for acquiring the sixth auction item."

The room burst into applause, congratulating them, but more so it was admiration for this thrilling competition. It turns out that Mr. Nightshade loves his wife to this extent.

When the auction ended, Aurelia Shaw stood up and was about to leave when Andrew Kennedy chuckled, "I’m afraid you can’t go back with us." He glanced downward.

Aurelia followed his gaze and saw the tall, extraordinarily refined man staring straight at her, with such seriousness in his eyes that it seemed she was the only one.

Aurelia raised an eyebrow, "Why do I feel like you’re gloating a bit?"

"Then you must be mistaken." Andrew shrugged, his mind drifting slightly, "I just didn’t expect him to love you so much." But then he turned frivolous again, "Sigh, I originally wanted to pursue you and see if I could make you cheat on him, but it seems impossible now."

"You should handle your own affairs," Aurelia said, walking downward.

Mason Nightshade thought she was coming over to him, his heart lifted, but when he saw her suddenly turn and walk up to Albert, his handsome face instantly darkened, his gaze locked tightly on the two, yet he didn’t go over to disturb her.

"Looks like you earned quite a fortune from the film fees in M Nation," Aurelia jested.

Albert smiled, "The money isn’t mine. I’m doing it on behalf of someone else."

"Oh?" Aurelia raised her eyebrows, puzzled.

"You’ll find out in the future." He spoke mysteriously.

Aurelia didn’t pursue it further, and suddenly a woman’s complacent voice rose behind her: "Tsk, someone is actually taking pride in relying on her husband. Away from Mr. Nightshade, she’s nothing; didn’t bid for a single auction item, just tagging along on her husband’s coattails to garner attention. Tsk tsk, her character’s really not that great."

Aurelia raised her eyebrows, casting a cold, mocking glance at Joy Lowe, speaking without any mercy, "Miss Lowe, you better wear that 520,000 hairpin well."

Joy Lowe raised her chin proudly, "Sorry to have cut in on your love affair."

"Hahaha..." Aurelia clutched her belly, laughing heartily, wiping away the tears at the corner of her eyes, turning them red as if brushed with rouge, making her look dazzling and mesmerizing. "You actually thought I wanted that hairpin? Spending fifty thousand on a lousy hairpin that’s not some ancient empress’s possession nor carries special significance, only a fool would buy it."

Joy Lowe was dumbfounded.

Why did she bid then if she didn’t want it?

In a flash of realization, Joy Lowe’s face changed suddenly, her formerly smug face now filled with malice, twisted and sinister, her eyes widened, filled with resentment and regret, a rush of fury blocking her chest, shooting right up to her head.

She stumbled two steps, almost fainting from anger.

She, she did it on purpose!

"Yeah, Joy, why did you spend over fifty thousand on such a lousy hairpin?" Daisy, not noticing Joy’s unusual expression, frowned and said candidly, always speaking unreservedly.