Chapter 1358:


    Kiley started the apuse and others followed.


    One and a half billion far exceeded anyone’s expectations, giving the auction a superb start.


    “Our next item is ‘Angel’s Tear,''” Kiley announced loudly.


    Deep lines of concern appeared on Maia’s forehead—Kiley had gone too far. “Angel’s Tear” did not belong to her.


    Although Mr. M had called it a gift, Maia had never intended to keep such valuable jewelry.


    She had kept it safe, nning to return it when the right moment came.


    Kiley continued, “Everyone here knows that ‘Angel’s Tear’ is renowned as the world’srgest sapphire, famous for its size and beauty. Originally owned by the Cooper Group, it waster purchased by a mysterious buyer for twenty-one billion and given to Maia as a gift. After much consideration, Maia has decided to auction this famous gemstone so the proceeds can help more children living in poverty.”


    After finishing her statement, Kiley’s eyes swept across the room. She dered solemnly, “The bidding can begin now!”


    Maia had reached her limit. She turned to face Kiley. “I believe a mistake has been made. That gemstone doesn’t belong to me!” she stated.


    However, nobody believed her.


    The incident had made headlines at the time, creating quite amotion.


    The man who had just bid one and a half billion was more shocked than anyone. He was the one who had personally delivered “Angel’s Tear” to Maia on Mr. M’s behalf.


    Staring at Maia in disbelief, his mouth fell open—his boss had given that to Maia as a gift.


    He couldn’t restrain himself. “Do you really mean to auction off such an important present?” he asked.


    Maia’s head snapped sideways in instant refusal, prepared to deny everything once again.


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    Kiley moved faster, her palm pressing down over Maia’s microphone with decisive force. “Think about Chris and everything you just imed!” Her voice cut through the air like winter frost. “What happened to all that confidence? Are you really folding this quickly?”


    “I’m not folding—’Angel’s Tear’ was never mine to begin with,” Maia fired back without hesitation.


    But before another word could escape her lips, the man who had ced the audacious open-ended bid spoke again. “No, Ms. Watson. ‘Angel’s Tear’ belongs to you—there’s absolutely no question about that.”


    He lifted his paddle high, his voice booming across the hall. “Three billion! The sapphire is mine.”


    Then he repeated that unmistakable open-ended gesture, slow and deliberate.


    The guests’ faces drained of color, twisting with outrage asints erupted from every corner.


    “What kind of bidding strategy is this? He jumps straight to three billion.”


    “Unbelievable! I was about to call two billion two hundred million, and this lunatic skyrockets it out of nowhere. Does he think cash just falls from the sky?”


    “Is he actually serious? Has anyone verified his credentials? He’s probably running his mouth with empty pockets.”


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