“Our last item: a white jade bangle with emerald inlay. Starting bid—five million!”
Without a second’s hesitation, I raised my paddle.
“Ten million.”
A flicker of jealousy flashed in Julia’s eyes. She clung to Owen’s arm, her tone syrupy sweet.
“Mr. Carter, I want that bracelet too. We could pass it down to our future child.”
“I heard jade is good for the body. I’ve never owned a real bangle before.”
Owen’s expression faltered for a moment.
He clearly recognized it—it was the Myers family’s heirloom. But he had no idea how it ended up here.
He couldn’t be bothered to figure it out. He simply lifted his paddle for her.
“Twenty million.”
“Thirty million,” I countered, my voice steady, but my palms drenched in cold sweat.
This was the Myers family’s last legacy.
'Please... don’t take this from me too.'
But Owen couldn’t hear the silent pleading in my heart. All he cared about now was punishing me.
“Light the sky lantern,” he ordered, then turned to me. “Sheryl, do you even have that kind of money? Don’t overestimate yourself.”
I let out a bitter laugh.
I’d already given him every last bit of the Myers family’s fortune.
The thirty million I bid included what I could claim in the divorce settlement.