Chapter 67
She said drily, "Thank you. I''m saying it to you for Master Keturah."
Everyone started to feel tantalized.
Franklin added five million dors to the price with his first bid.
It was a testament to the value of Master Keturah''s painting.
Hence...The bid kept increasing.
It only took a while for the price to increase to 20 million dors.
A painting for 20 million dors. That was far from being affordable!
But the name of Master Keturah was too famous to be ignored.
Those super-rich men had been trying to get a work of Master Keturah since always but to no avail.
Then and there, the painting they had dreamed of was right in front of them, so how could they not fight
for it?
Then the price started skyrocketing!
25 million!
30 million!
35 million!
The numbers kept growing bigger and bigger.
These super-rich men seemed to have lost their marbles.
Brayden was gaping, wishing he could have just taken all the paintings by Master Keturah off the walls
of his home for the auction!
But he didn''t have the guts, because those were his mother''s treasures.
The bid had been very high, and the higher it got, the more the painting was desired.
Then it reached 50 million dors!
Finally, a man with a pot belly yelled, "100 million dors! The painting is mine!"
Silence reigned the room.
Everyone was staring at him in wide-eyed shock.
The man was known for collecting antique paintings and calligraphy.
But he hadn''t possessed any painting by Master Keturah yet.
Tiffany gasped at what was happening there.
He was out of mind, wasn''t he?
100 million dors for a painting!
A satisfied look appeared on Sylvia''s face.
She rose from her seat and bowed to the middle-aged man gracefully, and managed to see his name
on his seat with her keen eyes. "Mr. Rogers, I am so grateful to you for your discerning eye, and I now
promise you that a new painting by Master Keturah will be given to you too."
"Really?" Calvin Rogers was ecstatic with his face getting red and his hands trembling.
"Yes." Sylvia then sat down. Calvin was writing the check as he eximed to Sylvia, "Thank you! Thank
you so much! Ha-ha!"
There came a noisy discussion.
"Buy one and get one free? Isn''t it too good to be true?"
"Is this Sylvia lying about it? Is she that close with Master Keturah?"
Sylvia smiled, her cheeks rosy like a blossoming rose as she took the check, "Master Keturah told me
that all the proceeds from the painting will go to Keturah foundation for charity. The ounts are open
to public inspection."
Franklin frowned, feeling weird somehow.
rk''s face darkened. That woman was brash enough to think little of Wilson Group!
All the proceeds from the charity auction would be donated through Wilson Group.
For the first time, proceeds from the Wilson charity dinner had to go to another foundation.
His admiration for her soon dissolved into hatred.
Sylvia, meanwhile, hade off the stage and gone back to her seat.
Logan seized her by the tip of her clothes anxiously, saying, "Are you crazy? Are you like Master
Keturah''s best friend or what? What if she says no? That''s so reckless of you."
"She won''t say no," Sylvia said nothing more and focused on the auction.
Paul observed rk''s expression and said in a hushed tone, "Miss Andrews, Wilson Group doesn''t
seem to be happy with it."
Unlike Paul''s hushed tone, Sylvia''s voice wasn''t too loud but loud enough for rk to hear it. "Oh, so
Wilson Group is so petty as to care about that 100 million dors."
rk was speechless.
His face froze noticeably before he turned around and smiled at Sylvia, "You are so funny, Miss
Andrews. Wilson Group won''t take that amount seriously. Whatever the form it is, the purpose of charity
is to help those in need."
The rhetoric made the Wilson Group appear generous.
rk believed that he had made a decent speech.
Even when he smiled, he looked kind of sinister, very creepy.
Although Paul''s family used to be involved in the underworld, he was a decent man.
Sylvia thought rk was the vicious one. He was a bad person underneath his good appearance, so
she couldn''t appreciate his good look.
"Then thank you so much, Mr.Wilson." Sylvia nodded to rk.
The moment she thanked him, rk somehow felt a soothing feeling of beingplimented surging
inside him
Damn it!
It was not like he was Sylvia''s backup!
For sure, he looked down upon Logan and Paul, the two CEOs, who relegated themselves to her
backups.
Meanwhile, The hashtag, "Master Keturah''s One Hundred Birds sold for an astronomical price"
appeared at the top of the trending topics on Twitter.
Funnily enough, it was followed by the hashtag, "Master Keturah''s painting was bidden 100 million
dors", plus, "100 million dors are transferred to Keturah foundation."
"That''s incredible, the money gained at the Wilson charity dinner went to Keturah foundation."
"Wow, does anyone think that Logan''s girlfriend is an amazing woman?"
"Is Wilson Group gonna be mad?"
"Who knows? 100 million dors! I can never have so much money in my whole life."
Tiffany exploded with anger as she scrolled through Twitter.
She had auctioned off a painting by herself for five hundred thousand dors at the charity dinner.
ording to her n, that would have made a great publicity stunt, erging her fan base and
promoting her image as a beautiful rich woman along the way.
Then she could have pleased the old Evans, who might have thus chosen her as the heir.
The hashtag she bought for herself was shown as the seventh hottest topic on Twitter.
"Tiffy, my idol, is such a versatile girl."
"I just want to lick Tiffy''s masterpiece."
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"I''m officially a fan now. I knew she ys piano, but she draws too!"