Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 12

The event organizers were quick on their feet, arriving promptly with a portable card reader for Cynthia to pay, and handing over her auction item at the same time.

As soon as she finished signing the receipt, Cynthia's attention was drawn back to the stage. Another piece was being introduced by the auctioneer—a gemstone necklace that once belonged to her mother.

Without a moment's hesitation, she raised her paddle.

This time, Benedict wasn't about to let her win so easily. After a few rounds of bidding, he signaled an irrevocable bid—guaranteeing he would match any price, no matter how high, and would remain the highest bidder until the end.

A buzz of whispers swept through the crowd.

Cynthia lowered her hand in defeat and stood to knock on the partition separating her from the suite next door. There was no response; the partition remained closed.

Moments later, another bidder entered the fray, and the price soared—far beyond the necklace's actual worth.

Benedict's signal meant he was committed; no matter how high the bidding went, he would not back down. The auction had reached its fever pitch.

In the end, Benedict won the necklace for thirty million dollars.

The piece itself was worth no more than two million.

Jocelyn let out a low whistle. "Has he lost his mind?"

Cynthia rubbed her forehead, suddenly uninterested in anything else the auction had to offer.

"That was my mother's necklace. I need to go."

Jocelyn immediately stood as well. "I'll come with you."

Cynthia shook her head. "No, it's fine. I can handle this."

She stepped out of the suite alone. At the same moment, the doors to the neighboring suites swung open as well.

From the left, a group emerged, led by a man in a charcoal shirt. The warm golden light from the hallway cast highlights along the broad shoulders and narrow waist beneath his clothes.

Several sharply dressed businessmen trailed after him like satellites orbiting a planet, but it was his unstudied confidence and the magnetic charm in each stride that drew every eye.

Cynthia recognized him instantly. It was the man she'd rear-ended not long ago.

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