Chapter 59


    He didn’t really want to discuss it in front of Max. Max wasn’t keen on prying either. Sensing his


    reluctance, he just went back to perusing his documents.


    The car swiftly pulled up in front of the grand building, where numerous media outlets had already


    gathered.


    However, they were kept at bay behind barricades, with not a single reporter allowed near. Only the


    relentless shing of cameras lit up the scene.


    Neither Max nor Andrew enjoyed making appearances at such events, so the car took a detour on the


    red carpet and eventually parked in a private lot.


    Inside the lobby, a crowd had already formed, nked by waist-high partitions. Consultants in sharp


    suits were on their phones, updating their far-flung employers about the auction’s live bids. At auctions


    of this magnitude, collectors who couldn’t make it in


    via live person would send trusted consultants to bid on their behalf, keeping in touch feeds.


    Andrew and Max were seated next to each other, and after scanning the room full of suited consultants,


    Andrew chuckled, “This bidding war is insane. It’ll take at least 300 million for Michael to get his hands


    on what he wants.”


    The auction of Eternal Whispers was bound to attract covetous nces, but there was something even


    more significant on the roster tonight, although the organizers were keeping it under wraps.


    “Max, any idea what the big secret item the organizers haven’t disclosed might be?”


    It was usually a disadvantage for the organizers to dy revealing an item, but this time, no matter who


    you asked, no one could get the details.


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    Waiters in white gloves respectfully ushered guests into the hall, and just then, Dustin’s car arrived at


    the entrance. He was always a high-profile figure in the North American circuit, but after a nce at


    Brielle, he chose not to stop in front of the paparazzi’s lenses. Once inside the venue, many greeted


    him, and then their gaze fell on Brielle. She didn’t seem intimidated, but as she passed through thest


    doorway, she felt a piercing gaze upon her.


    Looking up, her eyes met Max’s from the front row. Her pupils shrank, and she quickly tried to lower her


    hand.


    Max’s gaze was indifferent, with a slight curve at his lips. His eyes trailed over her waist. before he


    subtly gestured to the seat beside him. He was indicating for her toe over. Brielle couldn’t defy


    him.


    Dustin noticed the exchange and frowned, but then, with a casual air, he walked over and


    Chapter 59


    sat down with one seat separating him from Max.


    Brielle was sandwiched between them, feeling like she was on pins and needles. “Uncle Max.” She


    called out quietly, nervously trying to exin in a hushed tone.


    Dustin, however, turned his head in surprise, “What did you call him? I thought you said you didn’t


    know him?”


    Brielle really wished she could silence him. She managed to keep a straight face, all survival instincts


    on high alert, “You must have misheard, Mr. Lynch.”


    Just then, Max’s fingertipsnded on her powder blue sleeve. Her dress was conservatively designed,


    with gatheredce sleeves that exuded elegance. With each step she took, the fishtail hem of her dress


    fluttered, adorned with sequins. Among a sea of strapless gowns, it stood out.


    However, Brielle felt like she was standing there naked, as if the fingertips on her wrist. could reach


    through the fabric and touch her skin. The warmth spread, making her heart tremble with a scalding


    sensation


    Andrew, sitting on the other side of Max, cold and serpentine.


    hadn’t uttered a word from the start, his eyes


    The domineering presence of the three men silenced Brielle, who sat with a rigid back, trying not to


    show any signs of weakness.


    Her silence didn’t prevent Dustin from speaking up. “Mr. Dorsey, I’ve long admired you. It seems I’ve


    intercepted yourpanion by mistake. My apologies.”


    His presence was no lessmanding than Max’s, and he leaned in toward Brielle with atzy smile.


    “It appears Mr. Dorsey and I have simr taste.”


    At that, Max looked up, “Simr?”


    Dustin nodded, but he didn’t y the same high-stakes game of innuendo as Max. If truly wanted to


    pursue something with this woman, his tactics would be second to no Yet, his feelings towards Brielle


    were odd.


    Her face was undeniably beautiful, a prize he typically wouldn’t pass up, but all he felt w an inexplicable


    closeness, especially under the scrutiny of her gaze, which made him want to soften.


    “Isn’t it? Mr. Dorsey must also find her quite endearing, right?”


    Brielle felt a tingling sensation at the back of her head. If not for the fear of Dustin’s potential revenge,


    she would have retorted.


    Endearing? For a yboy like Dustin, the number of women who’ve tugged at his heartstrings was


    countless.


    Max raised an eyebrow, his fingertip tracing gently over the back of Brielle’s hand, “Yes,


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    she does seem quite endearing.”


    Despite knowing this was a game between two men, Brielle’s heart fluttered at his words,


    a mix of exhration and bitterness, indescribablyplex.


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