At that moment, Jasmine felt a bit uneasy as she addressed Mr. Wade, saying, “Please don’t take it personally, Mr. Wade. Mr. Yaleman tends to have a short temper.”


    Charlie shrugged it off, replying, “Let’s go inside now.”


    One after another, the guests made their way into the venue. The evening’s host was none other than Finn Baxendale, the owner of Treasure Pavilion. He took to the stage and delivered the customary opening speech to kick off the auction segment.


    And just like that, the auction officiallymenced!


    Due to the unexpected cancetion of the previous auction, today’s event saw a doubled turnout of guests.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    The first item showcased on stage, presented by twodies, was a stunning antique copper incense burner, enveloped in a delicate white mist and an inviting fragrance.


    The auctioneer then introduced the first piece, stating, “This is a Reverse Incense Burner, a treasure once reserved for royal use. It required the king’s explicit permission for anyone to utilize it. Moreover, the technique for crafting this incense burner has been lost for generations, making it nearly impossible to replicate!”


    Upon concluding his introduction, he gestured for his assistant to ignite the incense.


    The assistant, d in a traditional cheongsam, gently scooped a handful of incense with a silver spoon and lit it.


    As the white smoke flowed gracefully from the burner, it cascaded like a waterfall, bringing the intricate pine crane designs to life, as though they were subtly pping their wings.


    The refreshing scent of the incense permeated the auction hall, creating a serene atmosphere.


    Charlie nodded in appreciation,menting, “This is indeed genuine ambergris from sperm whales. Such handmade incense is nearly impossible to find these days.”


    The auctioneer struck the gavel twice and announced, “The starting bid for this Reverse Incense Burner is set at eight hundred thousand dors, with increments of one hundred thousand dors for each subsequent bid.”


    Given the exquisite craftsmanship and rarity of the incense burner, the starting price was quite reasonable.


    In a short span, the incense burner was sold for an impressive 1.6 million dors.


    Following that, the auctioneer moved on to several other high-quality antiques.


    The atmosphere in the auction hall grew increasingly tense as guests eagerly ced bids on items that piqued their interest.


    Jacob watched the proceedings with enthusiasm, wishing he could participate in the bidding if only he had the funds.<fnd61f> For more chapters visit FιndＮovel</fnd61f>


    On the other hand, Charlie remained disinterested in the antiques being offered.


    Despite their rarity and value, these items held little appeal for him.


    Suddenly, the assistant appeared with a stunning ne adorned with luminous purple pearls.


    The auctioneer introduced this item, saying, “These natural purple pearls originate from the East China Sea. Remarkably, only one out of a thousand pearls yields such stunning purple hues. The beads are perfectly round and uniform, making this an extremely rare find.”


    Starting at a modest four hundred thousand dors, the auction price for the ne was not exorbitant.


    Without hesitation, Charlie raised his hand to ce a bid. “Five hundred thousand dors!”


    Jacob’s eyes widened, and he eximed, “What are you thinking? That ne is probably worth just a few tens of thousands! Why would you spend five hundred thousand on it? That’s absurd!”


    Charlie gazed at the purple pearls, his thoughts turning to ire. He smiled and replied, “I can just picture how beautiful ire would look wearing that ne. Purple pearls are known to calm the nerves. Given all the stress she’s been undertely, she could really use it.”


    Hearing that Charlie intended to buy the ne for his daughter, Jacob fell silent, unable to argue further.


    Since the ne was not overly valuable, no one else expressed interest in bidding.


    Just as the auctioneer was about to bring down the gavel, a voice suddenly rang out from the back of the hall.


    “Six hundred thousand dors!”


    Charlie turned to locate the source of the voice and found Adam from the Quinton family ring back at him with a smirk. Adam then taunted, “I’m sorry, but I have my heart set on that ne too!”


    Charlie frowned upon seeing Adam. What was he doing here? Didn’t Graham say he had confined Adam at home?