Left at the Altar with His Triplets: The Billionaire Begs for Forgiveness - Chapter 65: Chapter 65

"Expert Winston personally confirmed this perfume bottle is a fake. He also brought two authoritative experts for joint authentication—the craftsmanship is sophisticated, but it's definitely not genuine."
Listening to their conversation, I slowly walked up to the auction podium.
Standing before her, I spoke indifferently: "There's only one host tonight—me. What are you doing here?"
As my words fell, all eyes in the hall focused on us.
The big screen lit up simultaneously, displaying tonight's auctioneer's name:
——Lacey
Heatherine was completely stunned.
She looked at me in panic, her voice trembling: "This is impossible... how could it be fake..."
I chuckled lightly, my gaze cold: "Still won't admit defeat?"
Below the stage, Ryan stood up and shouted at her: "Heatherine, get down!"
He had known she was causing trouble all along but pretended to be oblivious. Now seeing her complete defeat, there was no need to show favoritism anymore.
Heatherine bit her lip, looking at me with eyes full of unwillingness.
I raised an eyebrow at her, saying nothing.
Finally, she could only glare at me fiercely, grab her skirt, and slink off the stage in defeat.
I watched her retreating figure, the corner of my mouth lifting slightly beneath my mask.
I looked toward the guest seating and spoke indifferently: "Sorry about that, just a small interlude to amuse everyone. I'm tonight's auctioneer, Lacey. Now, the auction officially begins."
Applause erupted in the hall.
——
Below the stage, Victoria stared at me intently, her expression extremely ugly.
"How could it be her?"
She frowned.
This woman who had always refused to come to New York from England had actually returned to New York and was even standing at the auction podium?
Anger surged in her heart.
It was because of this woman that Arnold had gone to England in the first place. Now, she dared to show herself!
She turned to speak but noticed Arnold was still staring at me.
His gaze was so deep, so focused.
Victoria's heart suddenly sank.
She had never seen Arnold with such an expression.
She gritted her teeth, her eyes turning cold.
Damn woman, daring to steal her man in public?
——
Standing at the auction podium, the first round of items officially began.
The moment I looked up, I noticed Arnold below the stage.
He was looking at me, his gaze completely unconcealed.
My heart skipped a beat, but I quickly regained composure.
I slightly furrowed my brow.
Arnold?
Why was he here too?
Anyone who knew him understood he never personally attended such events unless... I followed his direction and saw Victoria sitting beside him.
In that instant, what didn't I understand?
He was accompanying Victoria.
So the rumors were true—Arnold really did love Victoria deeply. Breaking rules for her repeatedly made perfect sense.
I had thought I could remain completely unmoved by anything concerning Arnold. But at this moment, my heart still tightened uncontrollably, as if something was blocking it.
I instinctively looked away, and the moment he looked toward me, I pressed my lips together, firmly suppressing that strange feeling in my heart, throwing myself completely into work.
Tonight's auction was extremely high quality, from paintings, porcelain, and antiques to the finale—a sixty-carat blue diamond necklace called "Brilliant Star."
Many wealthy individuals came specifically for this blue diamond.
"Tonight's final item, a sixty-carat, flawless blue diamond necklace 'Brilliant Star,' starting bid thirty million."
My voice was steady, tone calm, and the moment it fell, bidding paddles rose one after another below.
"Forty million." Victoria spoke up, raising her numbered paddle.
I glanced at her, my gaze involuntarily falling on Arnold beside her.
Unexpectedly, Arnold's gaze was fixed unblinkingly on me, so intense it made breathing difficult.
I quickly withdrew my gaze, speaking calmly: "Miss Hayes bids forty million. Forty million, any higher bids?"
Victoria smugly reached out to link arms with Arnold, pressing close: "Arnold, I've had my eye on this necklace for so long. It's really beautiful."
"You like it?" His voice was neither cold nor warm.
"Yes, I really like it." The anticipation in her eyes was almost overflowing.
He said nothing more, just raised his hand slightly.
Neil immediately understood and walked toward the staff.
"Arnold, you..." Victoria looked at him tentatively.
"Consider it compensation for your birthday party gift." His tone remained flat, but it was enough to make Victoria ecstatic.
Her smile stretched almost to her ears: "Thank you, Arnold."
She had just mentioned it casually, and he acted on it.
Without hesitation, without reservation.
What he wanted, he never gave others a chance.
Finally, "Brilliant Star" was won by Arnold at the high price of three hundred million.
The moment the auction hammer fell, something seemed to strike my heart.
Three years of marriage, he had never given me any gifts.
Not even a bouquet of flowers.
And now, for Victoria, three hundred million without batting an eye.
That jade ring on my hand—he had once said he would pass it to our family's daughter, but in the end, it was worn on Victoria's hand.
He really loved her deeply.
If he loved her so much... then why didn't he sign the divorce papers back then?
Did he enjoy keeping his "ex-wife" while letting his mistress enjoy the benefits?
I shook my head lightly.
...None of this concerned me anymore.
With the items finished, I put aside distracting thoughts, organized the auction podium, and smiled: "Thank you all for supporting this auction. This concludes tonight's successful auction. I hope everyone returns with full rewards—"
"Wait."
Before I finished speaking, a female voice interrupted me.