NovelEnglish"That's hilarious!" Russell laughed heartily. "You fainted over a clay teapot. I wonder how humiliated you'll be if this ever gets out." Sigmund retorted, "You know nothing! If you were a fellow collector, you would understand how much that teapot means to me!" Bonnie was even more confused now. "Is it something special, Grandpa?" Sigmund sighed and said, "Master Yandel made it. Back then, only three of his handiworks remained. Now, I think mine's the only one left." Bonnie finally understood the older man's reasons. "No wonder you cared about it so much." "Do you know about clay teapots as well?" Ivor asked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe nodded and said humbly, "Just a little bit." He knew her well enough to decipher her subtext. It meant she was an expert in the area. She said, "Now that we're talking about it, I also owned one of his clay teapots." As soon as Sigmund heard that, he got excited. "You have it?! Where is it now?" "I gave it to someone else." The older man's face fell. At that moment, something popped into Russell's head, and he said, "I heard there will be a charity auction at Achork tomorrow. I think one of the items up for bid is a clay teapot. That said, I'm unsure of its origins." After leaving the hospital, Bonnie called Hamish, "I need you to go to a charity auction tomorrow and look out for a clay teapot." "I was just about to call you, Bonnie. One of the older members of my family passed away recently. I have to return to my hometown tonight. I'm sorry, but you'll have to go to the auction yourself." "I'm sorry for your loss. Travel safe, okay?" Before she hung up, Hamish said, "I almost forgot. You'll have to wear a mask at the auction tomorrow. It's the rules." She responded, "Gotcha." The following day, Bonnie wore a mask and arrived at the auction venue in Achork. Benedict also wore a mask and attended the event with her. He said, "Sis, I feel a little unnerved." "I know you haven't been to an event of this scale, but there's nothing to be nervous about. You'll get used to it in no time," Bonnie tried to soothe her brother.
He asked, "Do you often attend these events?" "You could say that." Benedict could not help but wonder, 'Bonnie is just several years older than me, and we both grew up in the countryside. How has she seen and known so much about the world? She even knows all the prominent figures and attends many grand events.' Suddenly, a black Maybach stopped at the entrance. Floyd opened the car door and said, "Mr. Ivor, we're here." "Okay." Ivor closed his laptop and exited the car, asking, “Have you investigated thoroughly? Are you sure Master Yandel's clay teapot is up for bid tonight?" "Certainly, Mr. Ivor. I've triple-confirmed that it's Master Yandel's handiwork. It'll be the last item tonight," Floyd replied confidently.
Ivor trusted him to handle it well.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOtherwise, the latter would not have worked for Ivor for this long. Nor said determinedly, "If that's the case, I'll buy the clay teapot, no matter how much it costs."
Bonnie sat in her private room and waited for the last item to go up for bidding. Meanwhile her brother No becorothy for observed how the wealthy and powerful raised the bid throughout the auction. He was shaken as he said, "B-Bonnie, they sold the jade earring for seventy grand! Th-they're not worth that price, are they?" "That's just how it works here. Every bidder is the wealthiest person in Arvandor. Seventy grand is nothing to them." "Are you serious?!"
Bonnie gazed at him and said, "Ben, you're my younger brother. You don't O need to feel inadequate. Take your outfit, for example. Hamish designed it himself, and it's easily worth eighty grand." Please bookmark the Findwebsite to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
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