Abandoned Wife Rebirth To Slap Faces - Chapter 83: Chapter 83
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Hearing it was for Iris, Georgia was about to refuse, but the thought of the ever-graceful Colin made her reluctantly reach out and take it.
No sooner had Georgia placed the two servings of croissant sandwiches on the seat where Meridith had been sitting than her phone rang again. Seeing it was Lila calling, Georgia set down the croissant sandwich and stepped out of the exhibition hall.
"Georgia, be honest with me. Was that bitch Caroline deliberately trying to sabotage you? Otherwise, how could your perfect formula get zero bids?"
Georgia was stunned.
Back in the hall, the moment Georgia stepped out to take her call, Alicia's eyes glinted with malice as she fixed her gaze on Georgia's croissant sandwich.
After an eternity of inner struggle, Alicia quickly composed herself. Feigning nonchalance, she walked over to where the croissant sandwich was placed. After furtively scanning her surroundings and confirming that no one was watching, she swiftly pulled out a packet of white powder, emptied it into the food, and then quickly melted away.
After quickly reassuring Lila, Georgia returned to her seat, finished her own croissant sandwich in a few bites, then picked up Iris's portion and brought it over to her.
Seeing Georgia had brought her the croissant sandwich, Iris froze for a moment. It wasn't until Georgia pressed the croissant sandwich into her hands that she snapped out of it.
"Th... thank you..."
She hadn't expected this pampered young girl to have such a considerate side. Georgia gave a faint smile and said, "You're welcome!"
As Georgia turned to leave, she suddenly heard Iris abruptly thrust up her bidding paddle and shout.
"One million dollars!"
"One million?"
"One million dollars?"
"Someone just bid three million dollars—straight up!"
The host, clearly astonished by the amount on Miss Crawford's bidding paddle, maintained the auction proceedings while subtly watching Caroline for cues.
Nobody expected this. Just when the auction seemed finished, it suddenly changed in a surprising way.
Seeing the crowd's astonished reactions, Iris took a triumphant sip of her tea and beamed with pride, showing off to Colin.
"See? I'm not being petty at all... "
Before she could finish, her face suddenly drained of color. Clutching her stomach in agony, she collapsed to the floor with a heavy thud.
Colin was horrified, immediately scooping his sister into his arms and yelling, "Ambulance! Someone, call an ambulance now!"
The crowd was still reeling from the shock of the sky-high bid when Colin's desperate shout shattered the silence. Instantly, chaos erupted throughout the hall.
The entire hall was plunged into pandemonium. Caroline and Simon rushed forward, their faces instantly drained of color. They had always feared offending the powerful Crawford family, and now that the Crawford heiress had collapsed at their auction, the couple frantically paced about like ants on a hot griddle.
At the sight, Alicia's face turned even more deathly pale.
She clearly put the poison in Georgia's croissant sandwich. But Georgia perfectly fine, and it's Iris who had been poisoned.
The Crawford family wasn't someone she could afford to provoke. The more she thought about it, the colder her heart grew.
'What should I do?' she thought.
Fighting off dizziness, Alicia frantically hid behind the crowd. After all, no one saw her poison Georgia's croissant sandwich. They couldn't trace it back to her.
Georgia delivered the croissant sandwich. Even if anyone had suspicions, she would be the prime suspect.
Alicia kept reassuring herself.
Colin scooped up his sister and rushed her into the waiting ambulance, with Caroline and Simon hastily following them to the hospital.
After they left, the scene was still in chaos. But soon, the Crawford family stormed in, flanked by a squad of police officers.
Though in his fifties, Alfred's chiseled features were still striking. Dressed in an immaculate military uniform, he radiated calm determination and a commanding presence—the kind honed by years of giving orders.
Alfred thundered, "Nobody moves! My daughter came here solely to bid on a special-effect drug. So how the hell did she end up poisoned and hospitalized?"
No sooner had Georgia placed the two servings of croissant sandwiches on the seat where Meridith had been sitting than her phone rang again. Seeing it was Lila calling, Georgia set down the croissant sandwich and stepped out of the exhibition hall.
"Georgia, be honest with me. Was that bitch Caroline deliberately trying to sabotage you? Otherwise, how could your perfect formula get zero bids?"
Georgia was stunned.
Back in the hall, the moment Georgia stepped out to take her call, Alicia's eyes glinted with malice as she fixed her gaze on Georgia's croissant sandwich.
After an eternity of inner struggle, Alicia quickly composed herself. Feigning nonchalance, she walked over to where the croissant sandwich was placed. After furtively scanning her surroundings and confirming that no one was watching, she swiftly pulled out a packet of white powder, emptied it into the food, and then quickly melted away.
After quickly reassuring Lila, Georgia returned to her seat, finished her own croissant sandwich in a few bites, then picked up Iris's portion and brought it over to her.
Seeing Georgia had brought her the croissant sandwich, Iris froze for a moment. It wasn't until Georgia pressed the croissant sandwich into her hands that she snapped out of it.
"Th... thank you..."
She hadn't expected this pampered young girl to have such a considerate side. Georgia gave a faint smile and said, "You're welcome!"
As Georgia turned to leave, she suddenly heard Iris abruptly thrust up her bidding paddle and shout.
"One million dollars!"
"One million?"
"One million dollars?"
"Someone just bid three million dollars—straight up!"
The host, clearly astonished by the amount on Miss Crawford's bidding paddle, maintained the auction proceedings while subtly watching Caroline for cues.
Nobody expected this. Just when the auction seemed finished, it suddenly changed in a surprising way.
Seeing the crowd's astonished reactions, Iris took a triumphant sip of her tea and beamed with pride, showing off to Colin.
"See? I'm not being petty at all... "
Before she could finish, her face suddenly drained of color. Clutching her stomach in agony, she collapsed to the floor with a heavy thud.
Colin was horrified, immediately scooping his sister into his arms and yelling, "Ambulance! Someone, call an ambulance now!"
The crowd was still reeling from the shock of the sky-high bid when Colin's desperate shout shattered the silence. Instantly, chaos erupted throughout the hall.
The entire hall was plunged into pandemonium. Caroline and Simon rushed forward, their faces instantly drained of color. They had always feared offending the powerful Crawford family, and now that the Crawford heiress had collapsed at their auction, the couple frantically paced about like ants on a hot griddle.
At the sight, Alicia's face turned even more deathly pale.
She clearly put the poison in Georgia's croissant sandwich. But Georgia perfectly fine, and it's Iris who had been poisoned.
The Crawford family wasn't someone she could afford to provoke. The more she thought about it, the colder her heart grew.
'What should I do?' she thought.
Fighting off dizziness, Alicia frantically hid behind the crowd. After all, no one saw her poison Georgia's croissant sandwich. They couldn't trace it back to her.
Georgia delivered the croissant sandwich. Even if anyone had suspicions, she would be the prime suspect.
Alicia kept reassuring herself.
Colin scooped up his sister and rushed her into the waiting ambulance, with Caroline and Simon hastily following them to the hospital.
After they left, the scene was still in chaos. But soon, the Crawford family stormed in, flanked by a squad of police officers.
Though in his fifties, Alfred's chiseled features were still striking. Dressed in an immaculate military uniform, he radiated calm determination and a commanding presence—the kind honed by years of giving orders.
Alfred thundered, "Nobody moves! My daughter came here solely to bid on a special-effect drug. So how the hell did she end up poisoned and hospitalized?"
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