The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Fredy’s paintings and calligraphy are often given to foreign guests as state gifts, and their value is not small.

But what exactly was his intention in suddenly jumping on such an unofficial occasion to praise Lindsey?

Ten words for more than 11 million, a thousand words for a thousand dollars, is just that. But Lindsey is just a simple girl from the mountains, she doesn’t deserve it!

As Aurora was puzzled, another offer came in. “Twelve million.”

The room fell silent and no one bid during this period, everyone was confused by Fredy’s old man’s actions and was a little confused.

Another unexpected turn of events, shocking both the host and Donato into forgetting their words.

The presenter forced himself to hold on to the podium, settled down and spoke with difficulty, “Now, this …”

Bruce did not wait for him to finish, deep eyes floated a chill, strong and powerful arms slowly raised. “Fifteen million.”

“Fifteen million one hundred thousand.” Edward wasn’t willing to be outdone.

“Twenty million!” Bruce sulked, his obsidian eyes glowing coldly and harshly as they fell unmoved onto Edward’s face.

Edward turned a blind eye. “Twenty million and one hundred thousand.”

This price was obviously already sky-high, but before the crowd could recover, another offer rang out in the room, “Thirty million.”

The bid was made by a wealthy businessman from Hong Kong Island, and as soon as the words left his mouth, several sharp eyes were directed at him in unison.

The rich merchant rubbed his nose and hesitantly withdrew his sign.

He just thought that with so many people grabbing it, the value must be extraordinary, and the people holding it up were all great scholars of the country. To be favoured by them all at the same time meant that the character was still very much worth the price of admission.

Lindsey’s heart was pounding, and she couldn’t stop praying that Bruce wouldn’t be fighting.

Unexpectedly, just a second after his ears cleared, his voice drifted over again. “Thirty-five million.”

“Three …” Edward was stopped just as he opened his mouth by Lindsey, who piled on a smile and looked at her innocently. “I’ll raise it by a hundred thousand.”

“Not a penny more!” Lindsey’s stern eyes were full of warning, “Don’t mess with me!”

Edward saw that she didn’t look like she was joking and was instantly discouraged.

Larissa wanted to laugh but didn’t dare, so she pulled Lindsey along and reassured her carefully. “It’s not like it’s your money, just let them be.”

“And then what?” Lindsey glared at her in disbelief. “Tomorrow’s headlines are all about two men fighting over me, and you think that’s a good thing.”

Larissa fell silent and chose wisely to shut up.

Lindsey was always looking further ahead than she was, and there was no comparison. Whether it was The Grant family or The Hawke family, it didn’t seem prudent for their descendants to do such a thing.

If they had been wealthy businessmen, they would have been in a position that was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The scene became silent once again as the host moderator took a deep breath and announced in a shaky, broken voice. “Thirty-five million once …”

Just when everyone thought that this time must be the last, Aurora snapped back from her shock, saw that Edward had already withdrawn from the battle, and coldly opened her mouth to interrupt the host’s words. “Forty million.”

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There was another subtle change in the mood of the venue from a male doubles melee to a couples’ duel, and the chatter became noisy.

Bruce’s face showed his displeasure when a call came in on his mobile and he had to leave the room early.

Aurora sneered as he walked out of the room, got up and breezed onto the stage, transferred the money in real time and took the lots.

With the last lot sold, the charity auction session came to an end and Lindsey walked on stage with her usual speech of thanks.

The launch event came to a close with her speech, and all the guests were happy to have had a full night of gossip.

But Lindsey wasn’t happy, and she was super unhappy!

After dropping off Professor Lee, Fredy and the rest of the group in the car, it was late in the evening and Lindsey was leaning against Larissa’s arms, mumbling about finding a place to eat, not noticing Aurora and the rest of the group waiting in the hotel lobby.

She was about to walk out of the lobby when a loud bark came from behind her. “Lindsey you stop.”

The voice was fiery.

Lindsey turned around and frowned subconsciously when she saw that it was Aurora. “I wonder what Miss Aurora has to say.”

Aurora lifted her chin arrogantly, holding the painting in her hand as she took a step towards her. “I wouldn’t dare say instruction, but well …”

Knowing full well that she was waiting for her to answer, Lindsey kept quiet and just looked at her calmly.

She had been holding back all night and it was time to explode.

This Aurora lady had never seemed to have a good temper since she had known her.

Seeing that she was unmoved, Aurora’s heart surged with hatred and without warning, she tore open the writing. “It’s pointless to keep such a polluting thing for the eyes.”

“I quite agree with Miss Aurora.” The childish gesture drew a light chuckle from Lindsey. “Forty million in real money, I wonder if Old Mr. Palvin’s reputation for a lifetime of integrity is watered down, hmmm.”

The last “hmm” was raised to a high note of contempt.

Aurora’s face changed slightly and she grunted coldly, lifting her foot over the scraps of paper on the floor and leaving the lobby without a second glance.

Selena, who was with her, glanced thoughtfully at Lindsey and followed her.

This woman was really something. Aurora had provoked her, but instead of provoking her, she had made a fool of herself.

It was possible that she might even get herself into trouble.

The playfulness in Lindsey’s eyes was so obvious that Aurora seemed oblivious.

It was better to keep her distance from Aurora in the future. She was not afraid of an opponent like God, but a teammate like a pig.

Lindsey watched their backs disappear, leaned down to pick up the scraps of paper on the ground and stuffed them into a bin without hesitation.

It was just a piece of writing, Bruce could come over and write with her now if she wanted to.

However, Aurora’s behaviour tonight had made her feel the need to teach her a lesson.

Three years ago, on the eve of her departure, Aurora had taken advantage of the opportunity to hack her.

This time, she’d gone up to the pole and sent her face over to her, and she’d be doing her a disservice if she didn’t hit her.

“Lindsey?” said Larissa, not daring to breathe a word for fear Lindsey would lose her mind.

She’s not a fancy fighter, and if she gets angry, the Palvin family’s little body won’t be enough to kick her in the face.

“I’m fine, it’s just a piece of writing.” Lindsey patted her reassuringly and waited for Edward to come over, then raised an eyebrow. “Edward, Miss Aurora owed me an old debt three years ago, and it’s time to pay it back.”

Edward nodded slightly, a slightly cold, murderous intent floating in his eyes.

It was clear from the way Bruce had acted tonight how important the painting was to her and Bruce.

Aurora could have taken it back and burned it, rather than tearing it up in front of Lindsey and bringing in so many reporters to take pictures.

Even if Lindsey could bear it, he would never bear it.

“Let’s go get something to eat first, and have the driver take you back later.” Edward raised his hand to look at his watch and suggested thoughtfully.

Lindsey was indeed starving, so she got into Edward’s car with Larissa in her arms and set off straight to the Imperial Restaurant.

Bruce returned from the phone call and Lindsey was gone, just Hector standing silently by the bin with a difficult look on his face.

“What’s going on?” Bruce’s eyes shifted down to see the shredded paper on the floor and his eyebrows pressed down unconsciously.

“The young lady’s writing, torn up by Miss Aurora.” Hector bowed his head sheepishly.

Bruce lowered his eyes grimly, his lips opening and closing but unable to utter a word, his eyes staring deadly at the papers on the floor.

After a long moment, he pursed his lips and knelt down, picking up the shredded papers one by one.

Hector also knelt down and helped him pick them up in silence.

Back in the car, Bruce carefully slammed all the shredded papers into a bag in the car and took out his mobile phone to call Cary.

When the call came through, he cleared his throat and spoke coldly, “Call the media and give them a week’s worth of coverage on the unaccounted for assets of The Palvin family, find out where the jade ruyi she put up for auction came from and blacken it to death.”

Cary didn’t know what to say, but Bruce hung up the phone, his black eyes as dark as ink, and a murderous aura.

The next day, all the entertainment headlines in town and on the internet were filled with the charity auction from the first night.

Edward’s money bought him a smile, but Mr. Grant couldn’t forget his old love and won by a penny.

The Palvin family’s daughter throws her money at her husband’s painting and tears it up in front of him.

The Palvin family’s daughter, who is a young woman, is a very popular woman.

The Palvin family’s daughter is a big spender, but the origin of her money is a mystery.

The Palvin family’s daughter refuses to answer questions about the origins of a national treasure in a private adult collection.

The Palvin family’s money is being spent on a campaign to blacken Mr. Grant’s old flame.

What you don’t know about The Palvin family and how they got their money.

…

Lindsey’s lips were curled as she slid her mouse over all the scary headlines with a look of amusement on her face.

The Palvin family’s face was now being trampled on the street.

She bet Bruce that he wouldn’t do anything to help.

“I should have known not to get into this with you, look at all the coverage, nothing about me.” Larissa thoughtfully poured her a glass of milk and teased, “You’re going to be famous again.”

“This fame, I’d rather not.” Lindsey lazily pushed the penlight away and took a sip of the milk. “How much money was raised last night in total.”

Larissa raised her left hand and opened her five fingers slowly, “That amount.”

“Fifty million? That doesn’t seem right.” Lindsey finished, dumbfounded at the response. “You mean five hundred million!?”

“yes…” Larissa whistled. “Enough to do a lot of things for you.”

“Let me calm down.” Lindsey was stunned by the figure and felt a sense of responsibility on her shoulders.

She had originally expected a launch of a few tens of millions to be a success, but she hadn’t expected it to be in the hundreds of millions.

Larissa had the good sense to leave her alone.

To be honest, she too was shocked by the figure and felt even more like Lindsey was a freak of nature.

She was also glad that she hadn’t gone against her at every turn, as Henson had done.

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The sun was rising high above the Palvin family home, and the sun was shining with a sense of tranquillity and vitality.

In the living room of The Palvin family villa, a stagnant atmosphere presses strongly on everyone’s nerves.

Aurora sits sullenly in the corner of the sofa, her red lips pursed tightly, her expression stubborn.

Rhett was cross-eyed and angry, not knowing what to do, and his wife Merry was not looking good either.

The Palvin family’s mother-in-law, whose face is always so dignified and proper, is uncharacteristically gloomy.

On the coffee table in the living room, there were several entertainment newspapers, each with a clear and prominent headline.