Hope Williams remained calm, completely ignoring Vivia Fuller, whose heart was so anxious it felt like it was stuck in her throat.
Bid, Hope Williams! Bid!
"Two billion for the first time, is there a higher bid than two billion?" The auctioneer asked this question looking straight at Hope Williams.
In her heart, Vivia Fuller roared: Keep bidding, Hope Williams!
"Two billion for the second time..."
Vivia Fuller was going insane, so nervous that she stood up straight, her brows knotted and her gaze fixed on Hope Williams’s indifferent face.
"Miss Williams, it’s almost too late. Weren’t you going to win it for Grandpa Lewis? If you don’t bid now, you’ll miss the chance," Vivia Fuller said urgently.
At this point, Alitzel Williams slightly squinted her eyes, also noticing Vivia Fuller’s strange behavior.
When did she become so concerned about Hope Williams?
At the moment, not a single sound was heard in the grand banquet hall, all eyes were on that calm-faced woman.
Everyone was waiting for her to place another bid.
The auctioneer was also looking at Hope Williams, but saw her calmly put down the bidding paddle.
Clearly, Hope Williams had no intention of bidding further.
The auctioneer lifted his gavel, "Two billion for the third time..."
"Bang." The auctioneer announced with great excitement, "Sold! The Blue and White Dragon Pattern Double Eared Bottle goes to Miss Carter, congratulations Miss Carter."
Suddenly, Vivia Fuller’s tightly clenched lips began to taste of blood.
She staggered back two steps, collapsing back into her chair.
She sat rigidly on the chair, not daring to blink...
Hope Williams sneered.
On stage, the auctioneer excitedly called out Ava Carter’s name, "Miss Carter is invited to come up to the stage."
"Miss Carter is invited to come up to the stage..."
Everyone started turning their heads looking for Ava Carter’s whereabouts, but she was no longer in sight.
Just having won the bid for the Blue and White Dragon Pattern Double Eared Bottle with a sky-high price of twenty billion, and now she’s gone? What’s going on?
While everyone was looking for Ava Carter, Hope Williams was still sitting in her chair with a faint smile.
Seeing the curve of Hope Williams’s lips, the sense of panic in Vivia Fuller’s heart intensified.
"Ah... let go of me, let go of me..." A woman’s frantic voice echoed from the door.
All eyes unanimously turned toward the door, only to see Waylon Lewis, who had just left, walking back in slowly, his two bodyguards holding the now missing Ava Carter.
Ava Carter fell to the ground with a thud.
"What’s going on here?"
"Miss Carter, what has happened?"
By this time, Hope Williams had risen from her chair and approached Waylon Lewis.
Hope Williams’s gaze flickered slightly as Waylon’s dark eyes looked at her, and he said softly, "It’s settled."
Hope Williams smiled faintly, her voice gentle, "Thank you."
The bodyguards pulled Ava Carter up, their voices cold and harsh, "Repeat what you just said."
"I have no money... I have no money, don’t ask me for money... I really have no money..."
The moment Ava Carter saw the auctioneer raise the gavel, she knew the Fuller sisters’ plan had gone awry.
But she was the one holding the paddle, afraid they would demand the money from her. If the Fuller sisters refused to acknowledge it, she would be left with the twenty billion debt. She panicked and ran.
She couldn’t produce even one billion, let alone twenty!
How else was she supposed to react but to run? It was just as she dashed out the door that she was stopped by Waylon Lewis’s people.
At this point, Ava Carter was trembling all over, her eyes continuously looking towards Vivia Fuller and Mia Fuller, "I..."
Before Ava Carter could utter a word, Mia Fuller suddenly stood up from her chair, waving her hands and saying, "It’s not me, don’t look at me, it was her, she arranged everything, it’s not my fault, don’t ask me."
Mia Fuller pointed repeatedly at Vivia Fuller.
Vivia Fuller’s eyes widened, her mouth twitching as she watched Mia Fuller rush to clear herself, feeling as if she had been struck by a heavy hammer, almost choking with rage.
What was this fool doing? She had instructed her to use an anonymous account to send the message, and to immediately clear all records after sending.
Without evidence to prove it was them, as long as they firmly denied it, even if Ava Carter spilled everything, it couldn’t touch them.
But because this fool was quick to dissociate herself, before Ava Carter could say anything, she had exposed her.
If Vivia Fuller had a knife right now, she really wanted to stab this idiot to death.
Now they were not only going to be criticized by others, but this twenty billion would be pinned on their heads.
Vivia Fuller roared madly inside, on the verge of a breakdown.
"Wow... what’s happening? I don’t understand..."
"Me neither, what does ’Miss Fuller arranged’ mean? What did she arrange?"
"What are these three up to?"