Classic Novel
Chapter 216
Chapter 216
Chapter 216 I Want to Give Her Everything
After Box 6 bid 1.2 billion, Box 8, in order not to be outdone, bid 1.4 billion.
No one at the scene dared to compete anymore, leaving only the two of them fighting back and forth.
The price soared from 1.4 billion to 3 billion.
The auctioneer on the high platform was about to faint.
Hearing those bids, he couldn’t stop feeling the throbbing of his heart.
Everyone was sighing. Was this the so–called rich man? Was this the so–called confidence? Was this spending money without blinking an eye?
It was just a fucking diamond ring!
There was no need to fight like this!
The finale of the auction lasted for two hours straight.
The auctioneer had no choice but to stop, saying to take a rest first.
The premium is too high. He needed to ask for instructions, and visit the two boxes by the way.
Now that the auction was suspended, Steven breathed a sigh of relief.
He tugged on Biber’s sleeve, and whispered, “Talk to him!”
“You think he’ll change his mind?” Biber sneered.
In the past few years, whenever Boris went to an auction, he’d always bid like crazy.
As long as he liked something, he must get it.
Being rich, he was naturally fearless. Anyone who bid in an attempt to outdo him will be defeated by him.
What’s more, the meaning of this purple diamond was extraordinary. Seeing how concentrated he was, one knew that he must
get it.
Hearing this, Steven rubbed his head helplessly, “Fine, it’s not my money anyway! But then again, Boris, who are you giving this diamond ring to? Vivi or Ziana?”
Boris gave a significant glance at him without saying anything.
Steven pouted his lips, “Forget it. It’s none of my business. Give it to whomever you want…”
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
A waiter said outside, “Excuse me, sirs. The sir in Box No. 8 would like to invite the sir who just bid for the auction over.”
That reminded Boris of something. He frowned, but got up anyway.
He entered the box and saw an acquaintance. “Mr. Scott,” he nodded.
“It was you!” Seeing Boris, Luke cut to the chase, “My sister entrusted me with this. I must get the purple diamond. So could you please be so kind to give it to me? It’s a lot of money for you, the Lewis Company, after all. It doesn’t matter to us though. Think it through.”
Suddenly amused by his words, Boris left a word and turned away.
Pondering over his words and expression, Luke furrowed his eyebrows.
Different routes lead to the same destination?
How exactly did he feel about Ziana now?
What about “amnesia“?
What about “don’t love“?
You said you never showed your sincerity, didn’t you?
Didn’t you force Ziana to divorce?
But if you didnt like her, why spent so much money without blinking an eye, just on such a diamond ring?
Luke had claimed to be in a high position and able to see through everyone, but at this moment, he couldn’t understand Boris.
After a fifteen–minute break, the auction resumed.
The audience present had been expecting a good fight between the Box No. 6 and No. 8.
Who would have thought that Box No. 8 would simply quit right at the beginning.
This purple diamond named Brave Heart was finally auctioned off to Boris at a price of 3 billion.
Afterwards, accompanied by Steven and Biber, Boris went to go through the formalities in person.
On their way back to the room, the three of them heard people talking about this matter with gusto.
However, Steven was more interested in another matter, “Boris, who’s the guy in Box 8? What did you tell him? Why did they give up so easily?” Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.
“Zip it.” Boris entered the room and shut the two of them out.
Seeing this, Steven turned to Biber angrily, “Biber, look at this!”
“Enough. You are now in the stage of making up for it!” Biber reminded him, “1 saw Edison Andrew go to Ziana’s room just now. Do you still remember your mission?”
Of course Steven didn’t forget, “I’m gonna keep an eye on him right now! I won’t let him take advantage of it!”
Seeing him go away, Biber stood at the door for another two minutes, and then returned to his room to make an appointment for psychological consultation.
Boris was now in an urgent situation. If it was really like what he guessed, it should be discovered and treated early.
Having lost the auction, Edison’s mood fluctuated a little.
He meant to have a look only, but when he saw the purple diamond, he somehow felt Ziana would like it.
Now that he failed to win the auction for her, it’s the first time he blames himself for not being strong enough or rich enough.
If he were the king of the entire Western Ocean, he could resort to the whole country to please her.
So he could give her whatever she wanted.
Even though he knew that she could get what she wanted now, he still hoped that those were offered to her by him.
Having risen from humble origins, he had been bullied since he was a child. But he didn’t blame anyone at that time. He only
blamed himself for being an illegitimate child.
He was very good at reflecting on himself, and his greatest wish was to live in peace.
However, today, for the first time, he had great ambitions and the idea of climbing up desperately because of a woman.
He wanted to own Ziana, but he didn’t want her to be bullied by other people in the royal family like him.
He himself could bear it, but he couldn’t bear the sight of her being wronged.
For example, the slap of his elder sister today. If one day, that slap would fall on Ziana’s face…
No.
A venomous look flashed across Edison’s eyes.
Much as he hated that person, he had deeply respected what that person said so far and regarded it as a standard.
“Only with great strength and supreme power can you protect the people you want to protect.”
Edison puckered his lips, “It was time to make some changes and plan for the future.”
While thinking wildly, he entered Ziana’s room. Seeing the study room closed, he thought she probably hadn’t finished painting yet.
He asked someone to deliver the dinner and continued to wait outside.
That was a long wait until two o’clock in the morning.
Ziana came out of the study. Seeing him dozing on the sofa, she couldn’t help laughing, “How come you fell asleep here?”
“Are you done?” Edison asked without answering, “Why didn’t you eat the dinner I brought you?”
As he spoke, he observed her expression. Except for a little tiredness on her face, nothing unusual.
Ziana showed a little apology, “I forgot. I was kind of busy. I’ll eat now.”
“I’ll call and order another hot one,” Edison said with concern.
Ziana was indeed hungry. She planned to change the paintings later. How could she do it when she was hungry?
Seeing her nodding, Edison went aside to make a phone call.
Feeling thirsty, Ziana was about to pour water. Suddenly she saw a leg sticking out from under the sofa. Feeling it weird and scary, she kicked it immediately.
“Ah!” the man yelled, “I, the young master, am here. All the evil spirits, retreat!“