My Playboy Is A Don - Chapter 19: Chapter 19

Dylan panicked. He quickly pushed Olivia aside and rushed toward Chloe. But Chloe just turned and ran, crying.
"Chloe, let me explain." Dylan immediately chased after her.
He soon caught up to Chloe and pulled her into his arms from behind. "Chloe, calm down. Just listen to me. It's not what you think."
Chloe sobbed uncontrollably, "I heard it with my own ears. You said you'd have a child with her. How can that be a misunderstanding? You broke your promise to me. I don't want to be with you anymore. Let me go."
Chloe kept struggling, but her movements were weak and soft, making her look especially delicate and fragile.
Dylan held her tighter. "I won't let you go. You're my future wife. I'll never let you leave me."
Chloe asked through tears, "Then why do you want to have a baby with Olivia? Did you fall for her?"
"No. That's absolutely impossible." Dylan didn't hesitate at all. "Letting her have a baby is what Grandpa wants. His health is getting worse, and he said before he passes away, he wants to see me and Olivia have a child."
Chloe sobbed, "But I don't want you to have sex with her. If you sleep with her, you won't be mine alone anymore. She's always been so cruel to me. I don't want to share you with her."
"I won't sleep with her," Dylan said. "When I said I'd give her a child, I meant through IVF."
Chloe finally began to calm down. She looked up at him through tear-filled eyes. "You really won't?"
Dylan gave his word, looking serious. "Of course not. If I ever wanted to, I would've already done it.
"These past three years, I've shared a room with her two nights a week, every week, but I never laid a finger on her. I've never been interested in her—not in any way."
Chloe broke into a smile and buried her tear-streaked face in his chest. "Babe, next time you make a big decision like that, talk to me first. Otherwise I'll start overthinking things. You're amazing, and Olivia's always eyeing you. I'm scared she'll seduce you."
Dylan said, "Don't worry. She won't get the chance."
To comfort Chloe, Dylan found out there was an auction happening tonight. He decided to take her there and bid on a few items as a gesture of apology. He even brought Olivia along.
Yesterday, Chloe lost the spotlight to Olivia at that clothing store. Tonight at the auction, he was going to win it back for her.
There wouldn't be any random raffles at an event like this—here, status was measured purely in cash. Dylan figured no matter how lucky Olivia got, she wasn't going to steal Chloe's thunder again.
When they arrived at the auction venue, they went through asset verification before being allowed in.
It was a high-tier event—anyone with less than 300 million dollars in liquid assets didn't even qualify for entry. And usually, having 300 million liquid meant total assets were in the billions.
Chloe held her bidder paddle and clung to Dylan's arm with a sweet smile, letting Olivia trail behind them like an assistant.
Once they were seated, they were surrounded by foreign faces.
Chloe spotted several regulars from the billionaire rankings and got so excited she snapped a few photos on her phone, secretly capturing herself in the same frame as those tycoons.
She even caught Olivia mid-yawn, her mouth wide open, and used that moment to snap a selfie that included her.
Then Chloe posted the photos on X with the caption, "On vacation abroad. Just dropped by the auction with some friends."
Very quickly, the comments started rolling in from netizens.
[Holy crap, I think I just spotted a few names from the global Top 50 Rich List. Chloe being in the same auction room as these billionaires? That's insane.]
[I looked up a few of those billionaires' X accounts. Guess what I found? The auction they attended required a minimum of $300 million in liquid assets to even get through the door. Chloe's the real definition of rich and elite.]
[Chloe's so gorgeous. Compared to that girl next to her in the third photo, it's like a goddess standing next to a background extra. And obviously, Chloe's the goddess.]
[Not gonna lie, it looks like Chloe snapped that photo right when the other girl was mid-yawn. Kinda sus. Maybe she didn't dare show the girl's normal face because she was too pretty and might outshine her?]
[Yeah, I get the same vibe. Chloe's so calculating. The girl was yawning, her mouth wide open, her eyes rolled back. And Chloe just took the photo and posted it online, letting her fans use it to trash that girl? That's shady. Real disgusting.]
[Haters, take a hike. A truly beautiful girl looks good no matter what. That plain girl came out looking awful in the photo because she's just not that good-looking to begin with. That's not Chloe's fault.]
[Looks like Chloe's really made it—she's got so many haters now.]
Chloe scrolled through the comments, her vanity thoroughly satisfied. She finally felt like she was getting the recognition she deserved.
Before long, she was trending on social media under hashtags like, [Chloe Lane It Girl], [Chloe Lane With Billionaires], and so on.
Her follower count was skyrocketing—faster than it ever climbed when she landed a lead in a drama.
People these days were obsessed with the "born-rich glam girl" aesthetic. They looked down on girls who came from nothing and clawed their way up, or those who suddenly got rich overnight.
In contrast, it's the wealthy heirs who make fans feel like they're stanning someone truly elite. Supporting them gives fans a sense of pride, as if their idol's status somehow raises their own.
From day one, Chloe had branded herself as a polished high-society girl. But up until now, the most expensive thing she'd worn was maybe a $10k bag or pair of heels, so she'd always been mocked as a poser playing dress-up.
Today, Chloe finally felt like she could hold her head high.
The auction officially began. At first, it was all antiques and paintings—none of it suitable as a gift, so Dylan didn't raise his paddle.
It wasn't until a green emerald bracelet was brought on stage that Dylan finally prepared to place a bid.
Dylan glanced down at Chloe's wrist and said, "This bracelet would look perfect on you. I'll get it for you."
Chloe replied, "It's too expensive. The starting bid's three hundred grand. I don't want you to splurge on me."
"Do you like it?" Dylan asked.
She bit her lip. "I do. I just think it's too much."
"If you like it," he said, "then no price is too high."
Chloe still wore the same expression like she didn't want Dylan to spend too much on her, but inside, she was over the moon.
But based on past experience, Chloe didn't dare tell Dylan not to bid, afraid he might actually listen to her.
Not many people joined the bidding for that bracelet. It finally went to Dylan for seven million dollars. Chloe didn't let out a sigh of relief until the deal was sealed.
She glanced at Olivia sitting nearby, then turned and said sweetly, "Babe, should we bid on something for Olivia? I mean, she came all this way with us. It'd be kind of sad if she went home empty-handed."
Dylan gave a cold snort. "She's not worth it. Nothing here comes cheap, and she's not worth it."
Chloe curled her lips into a smile and shot Olivia a smug look.