One by one, the auction officially began. The hostess smiled elegantly as the first item was wheeled onto the stage. “Our first item tonight is a Qing Dynasty porcelain vase. The starting bid is ten million.” “Eleven million!” “Twelve million!” “Fifteen million!” The bidding quickly became intense. Paddles were raised one after another as wealthy businessmen competed fiercely. Within minutes, the vase was sold for twenty-three million. The audience applauded politely. The second item was a famous oil painting by a renowned artist. The third was a rare emerald bracelet. The fourth was an antique jade sculpture. Every item sold for an astonishing price. Throughout the entire auction, Dominic sat quietly with his legs crossed, occasionally sipping the tea served by the staff. He never raised his bidding paddle. Not even once. Seeing this, Camilla couldn’t help but smirk. She leaned closer to Sebastian and deliberately spoke loudly enough for Dominic to hear. “I thought

A ripple of shock swept through the auction hall. “Who is he?” “Someone in the VIP room actually joined the bidding!” “I’ve never seen him before.” The wealthy guests began whispering among themselves. Only a handful of people were allowed to use the VIP suites on the second floor, and every one of them was a person of extraordinary status. The middle-aged man slowly walked to the edge of the balcony. He was dressed in a perfectly tailored navy-blue suit. His silver hair was neatly combed back, and his sharp eyes carried the confidence of someone accustomed to giving orders. He looked down at the stage before calmly repeating, “Six hundred million.” The auctioneer immediately straightened his posture. “Six hundred million from our distinguished VIP guest!” He looked around the hall excitedly. “Do I hear a higher bid?” Sebastian secretly let out a sigh of relief. A smile returned to his face. “As long as someone else wins, it doesn’t matter,” he muttered. Camilla’s mood

The chairman’s arrival instantly threw the entire auction hall into chaos. Everyone hurriedly rose to their feet. Even the wealthiest businessmen, who usually carried themselves with immense pride, lowered their heads respectfully. “Chairman Grant…” “I can’t believe he actually came.” “He hasn’t attended an auction in years.” “What kind of person could make him appear in person?” Whispers spread throughout the hall. Chairman Grant ignored everyone. His sharp eyes slowly swept across the room before finally stopping on Dominic. For a brief moment… His aged face lit up with excitement. He quickened his pace. The manager hurried forward to support him. “Chairman, please be careful.” Chairman Grant waved him away impatiently. “I can walk.” His eyes never left Dominic. Everyone watched nervously. Camilla couldn’t help but smile again. She whispered to Sebastian, “Perfect.” “The chairman must have discovered Dominic was using someone else’s card.” “He’s probably here to

Before Chairman Grant could open the wooden case… Dominic slowly raised his hand. “Chairman Grant.” “There is no need.” His calm voice echoed through the silent auction hall. The chairman paused and looked at him respectfully. “But, Mr. Dominic…” Dominic smiled faintly and gently shook his head. “I appreciate your kindness.” “But I didn’t come here for gifts.” “I came here to accompany a friend and to recover something that rightfully belonged to her.” He glanced at Eleanor, who was still holding the necklace close to her chest. “That alone is enough.” Chairman Grant looked at Dominic for a few moments before sighing with admiration. “As expected…” “You remain as humble as ever.” He signaled to the attendant. “Take it back.” “Yes, Chairman.” The attendant carefully lifted the rosewood case and carried it away. Although countless guests were dying of curiosity about what had been inside, none of them dared ask. If Chairman Grant respected Dominic’s decision… Who we

Lorenzo looked deeply into Carolina’s eyes and immediately noticed the uncertainty hidden behind them. He gently held her shoulders, forcing her to look at him. “Carolina,” he said in a firm but reassuring voice, “don’t tell me you’re actually starting to believe all of these ridiculous performances.” He let out a cold laugh and shook his head. “Think about it carefully. Why would powerful people like Mr. Raymond and Chairman Grant treat Dario with respect? It’s obvious—they’re only showing him courtesy because the mysterious chairman of Secret Company asked him to represent him.” Lorenzo sneered disdainfully. “That doesn’t change who Dario really is. He’s still the same useless house husband you’ve known for the past three years. Representing someone important doesn’t make him important.” He tightened his grip on her hand. “He still has nothing to offer you.” Seeing Carolina remain silent, Lorenzo continued, “And that necklace?” He chuckled mockingly. “Do you honestly belie