Chapter 120 Raise Your Bidding Paddle Tyrone came from a wealthy family. And Arnold, Koen, and Justin were even more loaded than him. They were all among the richest in Sacramento.
They were sitting in the front row, and no one dared to provoke them.
Arnold looked at Justinâs bandaged hand and said with a smile, âTsk, tsk. Justin, come on. I canât believe you let an ex-con, an outcast of your family, do this to you. And heâs doing fine no less. If I were you, Iâd be so humiliated now.â
Justin snorted and sat in situ with his legs crossed. He curled his lips and said, âTyrone told me something funny today. Itâs about you and Koenâs incident in Splendor Restaurant You wanted to kick Gerald out of the restaurant, yet you thought too highly of yourself In the end, it was you who got kicked out by Harper.â
Arnold glared at Tyrone and then sneered, âSooner or later, I will show Harper the consequences of offending me.â
Then he looked at Justin and asked, âWhat do you think? Are you interested in teaching Gerald a lesson together with me?â
âHow?â Justin asked indifferently.
âEasy I provide men, and you provide the money we need,â Arnold said. âGerald has been strong. since he was a kid. He is good at fighting. I know some fighters, and I have a lot of connections. Iâll get someone to kick his ass, and youâll be responsible for compensation. How does it sound?â
âNo problem,â Justin said calmly.
Koen remained cool. Instead of getting involved with their conversation, he just sat in situ and said, âThe auction is about to begin.â
Behind them, Gerald was in his seat. Keira, who was beside him, said excitedly, âIt is said that there will be a lot of valuable things in this auction. I donât think Iâll be able to afford any of them. Iâm just here window-shopping.â
Gerald nodded.
He knew something about antiques, yet he wasnât interested. Knowing antiques was simply a must for Watchmen.
Reece was behind them. He smiled and said, âItâs OK. Keira, just tell me what you like, and Iâll buy it for you.â
Keira frowned and ignored him.
Reece snorted. Then he patted Gerald on the shoulder and said, âAsshole, get up and exchange.
seats with me.â
Gerald glanced at Reece, smiled, and then turned back. He had no intention of standing up at all.
Reece gnashed his teeth, sneered, and thought, wait till the auction is over You are doomed.
Meanwhile, on a platform set up at the front, a light was moving slowly Under the light, a beautiful woman who was dressed up walked slowly forward from the stage âHey, she looks familiar I think I have seen her somewhere before Gerald stroked his nose âYou donât know her?â Keira was stunned. She whispered, âShe is Cassidy Birrell, the pretty host who is so popular in Sacramento now âI see So, she is a star Gerald stroked his nose again.
He didnât pay much attention to celebrities.
At the same time, Cassidy had already walked to the front with a charming smile on her face. Then she raised the mic and said, âEveryone, welcome to todayâs auction. We are very honored to invite you, the notables in Sacramento, to be here. Letâs go straight to the auction part, shall we?â
Since it was an auction today, there was no live broadcast or TV recording. Therefore, Cassidy directly announced the beginning of the auction.
As she spoke, she held the mic in one hand and a hammer in the other âThe first lot is a painting thatâs hundreds of years old. It is the authentic work of Horace Cain, a famous ancient artist Meanwhile, two beautiful women came forward with a painting in their arms and slowly unrolled it in front of everyone.
Gerald glanced at the painting and smiled, âReally? No one is going up to verify if itâs a fake?â
âHumph! The host of todayâs auction, like us, is one of the biggest antique dealers in the country. Trading fakes will be the same as ruining his brand,â behind Gerald, Reece sneered. âDo you know the price of this painting? Itâs an astronomical figure for you.
Youâre in for a treat today, since you get to see the world.â
âI see. No wonder you told Keira that she wouldnât get any fakes. After all, the items being auctioned today are all authentic anyway,â Gerald curled his lips and smiled.
Reece was so angry that his face turned slightly red.
Keira, who was next to Gerald, said, âWow! An authentic work of Horace! Check out the size! I think it is worth at least several million dollars.â
âYou like it?â Gerald asked.
Keira said, âAnyone who digs antiques will like it. Well, Iâm not keeping my hopes up. Thereâs no way I can afford it. I might collect some baubles, but such a top-grade object is too much for me.â
âKeira, Iâll get it for you as long as you agree to be my girlfriend. I have a similar authentic work of Horace at home. Why donât I give both of them to you as gifts?â Reece said from behind.
âYou donât need to do that. Thanks,â Keira said helplessly.
Meanwhile, Cassidy, who was on stage, smiled and said, âThe opening bid is 3.2 million dollars!â
In the next second, behind Gerald, Reece raised the bidding paddle in his hand and said, â3.6 million dollars!â
Many people looked at Reece. Someone said in surprise, âReece Saxton from Nebula Antiques? Why is he here?â
Nebula Antiques was owned by Reeceâs family. They had branches in antique markets all over the country, including Los Angeles.
Seeing that he was recognized, Reece was smug.
â4.2 million dollars!â
In the next second, a cold voice sounded from the top right. Gerald looked in the direction where the sound rang out and saw a slim woman wearing sunglasses. Because of the sunglasses, he couldnât see her face, yet he figured that she was a beauty judging from her figure.
Reece snorted coldly and said indifferently, â4.5 million dollars!â
He raised the price by 300 thousand dollars each time.
On the stage, Cassidy smiled and said, âMr. Saxton, No. 108, offered 4.5 million dollars. Any bid?â
â5 million dollars.â
It was still that woman. She looked calm.
People kept bidding.
6 million dollars!
The price kept rising.
Then, Justin, who was sitting in the front, said indifferently, â8.3 million dollars.â
In the next second, the entire venue fell silent The authentic work of Horace was priceless, yet due to the size of the painting, around 7 million dollars was already more than enough.
No one expected that Justin would offer 8.3 million dollars.
On the stage, Cassidy smiled and said, âMr. Kenneth, No. 3, offers 8.3 million dollars! Any more bids?â
Behind Gerald, Reece frowned deeply. The high price surprised him.
He thought, besides, itâs Justin who bids. If I compete with him, it will cost me a lot. Also, I will offend him. My family has money, but compared with the Kenneth family, we are nothing.
I can mobilize only about 8.3 million dollars. I canât afford to go beyond that âWhat is it? Why did you stop?â Gerald turned around and looked at Reece with a half-smile âDidnât you just say that you would buy it for Keira? Itâs only 8.3 million dollars now And youâve already changed your mind? Or you donât have enough money to continue?â
Reece choked on Geraldâs words. He gritted his teeth and looked at Gerald. âHumph! What does it have to do with you whether I continue or not? At least I could offer 8.3 million dollars. What about you? You were in prison for nine years. 8.3 million dollars is an astronomical figure for you, isnât it? Do you even have 80 dollars on you? Why donât you raise your bidding paddle?â
If Gerald raised his paddle now, he would have to pay more than 8.3 million dollars.
Justin was sitting in the front row He smiled. In his eyes, no one present would dare to compete with him.
Even Koen and Arnold, who were next to him, were not qualified.
Cassidy also had a smile on her face. She said, âCalling once. Calling twice...â
Suddenly, in the back, Gerald raised his bidding paddle and said indifferently, â9.2 million dollars.â
âWow!â
In an instant, many people looked at him!