Such a Rude and Noisy Woman

Chapter 198 The Pricy Crown

All the women here were waiting eagerly for the third round, the jewelry.

When the last item of jewelry was brought out and displayed in the middle of the hall, nearly all the

women here in the hall cried out. It was a crown.

And not just any crown; it was a crown covered with thousands of small but pure diamonds and with a

remarkable blue diamond in the shape of a teardrop set right in the middle. The blue diamond sparkled

more brightly than the stars in the night sky, blinding everyone in the hall for a moment.

Of course, its starting price itself was extraordinary, a whooping 80 million!

Hiram turned his head to Chad, and Chad nodded.

"100 million!" Chad raised the paddle in his hand.

All the big shots in the auction hall were exclaiming among themselves about the price Hiram was

offering. Was there anyone else who could afford such a price?

They didn't even bother to raise their paddles, and it seemed like the crown would definitely go to

Hiram.

"110 million!" shouted the auctioneer excitedly when he saw another paddle raised in the air.

Shocked, people turned their eyes to the new paddle and found that it belonged to none other than

Patrick. People began to wonder just how well the Yan Family was doing now that they even dared to

challenge the Rong Family. They might have underestimated them before.

Chad raised his paddle again.

"120 million!'

"130 million!"

The auctioneer shouted out one price after another. Rachel shook her head and leaned over to Hiram.

"Stop it now! I don't want it at all. Stop bidding."

Hiram didn't reply but turned to Chad, giving him another sign.

"150 million!" the auctioneer screamed out.

"Mr. Rong! I know you have countless priceless treasures at home. Please do me a favor and leave

this crown to me! You know I seldom put my eyes on such things!" shouted Patrick, seeing Chad

continue to raise the paddle for Hiram, who didn't seem like he would give up.

"Mr. Yan, this is a charity auction, and I believe the higher, the better, right? If you want to catch up with

me, let's have dinner together later! But for now, please let our money talk!" Hiram replied suavely

before shifting his eyes back to the auctioneer.

The auctioneer got his meaning at once, and exclaimed, "150 million, going once! 150 million, going

twice! 150 million..."

"180 million!" Patrick shouted, interrupting the auctioneer.

"200 million, " Hiram spoke out powerfully, and the auctioneer started calling again.

Patrick was about to raise his paddle again when he was stopped by his assistant, who was sitting

behind him. His assistant whispered, "We can't bid any more, boss! We have tried our best, but no

more!"

"This is the last call! 200 million! Sold!" The hammer in the auctioneer's hand came down. This time,

Hiram went over to the table himself to take the crown in his hands, and then he walked back to Rachel

and placed the 200-million-dollar crown on her head.

"This is for you, honey! I have been looking for something special for you ever since we got married.

Here, it matches you perfectly!" He smiled at Rachel gently, then took her hand and led her to the door.

Everyone watched the couple enviously as they walked outside, but Rachel complained to Hiram with a

frown, "It was ridiculous of you to spend 200 million on a crown. I can barely breathe thinking of what's

on my head!" Not only that, She also thought it was unpractical because it wasn't something she could

wear every day.

Hiram couldn't help laughing at her words, and he explained patiently, "Honey, there's something you

don't know. The crown on your head is by no means an ordinary one. Its starting price was lower than

its value because this was a charity auction. Look at the blue diamond in the center, it's rare to find.

This diamond can be sold for 300 million abroad."

"Really? I can't believe it!" Rachel reached out and touched the crown. She had never given much

thought to crowns, since she had never imagined that she would one day wear one on her head. Like

Hiram said, they could get a profit of 100 million if they sold it.

"Of course, bidding at the charity auction isn't purely an investment. Listen, you can keep this crown,

and wear it on your head at our wedding, " said Hiram.

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Rachel took off the crown as soon as she was inside the car, wanting to take a good look at it. She

remembered that the Queen of Britain always wore such a crown in public, and it looked fabulous. It

was indeed worth the price.

"Hiram, this is for you, " Chad said, handing a phone to Hiram.

Seeing who was calling, Hiram glanced at Rachel, who was busy with her crown, and then said, "This

is Hiram."

"Boss, I looked into the matter carefully from the beginning, and I found that it was true after all. Miss

Landy Rong's death had something to do with a man from the Ruan family. He was called Matte Ruan

that time and later he changed his name into Simpson. Miss Rong was staying with him when she was

in XH Village that year."

Hearing what the man on the other end said, and seeing Rachel still looking at the crown without

realizing what was going on, Hiram frowned and said, "Okay, got it. I'll come and see you tomorrow."

Rachel finally put the crown back into its box and looked up at Hiram, asking, "What happened? You

look so nervous!"

"Oh, it's nothing. Just something from work." Hiram put his arm around her shoulders, and Rachel

leaned over. Everything he had been worrying about was coming true.

When they got home, Rachel directly went to her room, exhausted. But Hiram was strangely silent that

evening, which was hard for Rachel to accept or get used to.

He spent an hour in his study before coming to her room, and what was weirder was, he held Rachel

silently all night long without doing anything but sleep.

The next morning, Rachel went to her office as usual, deciding to ignore what people were talking

about and devote herself to work.

She ran into Daniel at the door of their office, who asked with surprise, "It's really brave of you to show

up today! Aren't you afraid of being overwhelmed by your colleague's words?"

"No way! Last night, I told the make-up artist to give me a heavy makeup for the occasion, so I don't

think people here will recognize me with my bare face!" Rachel said confidently and walked directly to

her table to sit down.

Daniel smirked. "You may slip away from the eyes of people who don't know you at work, but how

about our colleagues on this floor? They see you every day.

Besides, didn't you see the news? You're on the front-page headlines everywhere!" Daniel said.

Rachel had known this would happen, so she hadn't bothered to check the news on her phone this

morning.

Right at this moment, Penny came in. Seeing Daniel standing in front of Rachel's table, she greeted,

"Morning, Mr. Zhuo!"

Then she came to Rachel and said, "Rachel, I saw our president's mystery wife this morning on my

phone. It's weird, she looks just like you!"

Daniel let out a cough at Penny's words and walked to his office, shaking his head the whole way.

"Are you stupid, Penny? Please read the news carefully! It mentioned that her family name is Ruan and

that she's working in our company. Doesn't that mean anything to you?" Another colleague called Millay

came over and dragged Penny away, looking at Rachel as she whispered to her.

Still feeling puzzled, Penny said, "Of course I know, Millay. But I don't think it has anything to do with

Rachel."

"Oh, my God! Are you blind? It's Rachel herself! Don't say you couldn't recognize her just because she

was wearing make up, a long gown and high heels!" Millay said, unable to control herself any longer

and rolling her eyes.

Dumbstruck, Penny stood rooted to the spot for a while before hurrying to take out her phone to find a

picture of the president's wife. She shifted her eyes from her phone to Rachel. They looked exactly the

same.

Seeing Penny and Millay retreating from her, Rachel stood up and smiled warmly at them.

"Yes, I'm the mystery wife that you're talking about. Sorry for keeping it from you these past few weeks.

I didn't mean to. I was just afraid that you would treat me differently. Sorry!"

"What!" Penny screamed, jumping with excitement as she gazed at Rachel as if she was a rare

treasure. "You're our president's wife? Oh, my goodness!"