Captivation: Want Nothing But You
Chapter 1637

Rachel’s phone buzzed, snapping her out of her mild astonishment.

Checking her phone, she found a message from Quintin.

“Do you wish to proceed?”

The actual worth of the hairpin was nowhere near the current bid.

Continuing to up the ante would surely result in a loss.

Rachel didn’t respond to Quintin right away.

Instead, she turned her attention to Odin.

His gaze was fixed on Alberto, his expression inscrutable.

She couldn’t quite discern his thoughts.

“Mr.

Gibson appears quite set on acquiring this hairpin.” The thirty second countdown ticked away, and the bidding concluded.

The auctioneer lifted his small gavel and tapped it lightly.

“Twelve million, going once!”

“Twelve million, going twice!” Another strike of the gavel echoed.

Subconsciously, Rachel’s grip on her phone tightened at the sound of the hammering.

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“Thirteen million!” Next to her, just as the hammer was about to strike the platform for the final time, Odin raised his hand.

The auctioneer, not accustomed to such intense bidding, was somewhat thrilled.

“Thirteen million! Mr.

Sullivan bids thirteen million!”

Rachel’s eyes grew darker.

Odin turned his gaze to Rachel, and then to Alberto seated in the front row.

Alberto, too, turned to look at him.

Their seats were diagonally across each other, not too far apart.

As their eyes locked, the atmosphere in the room seemed to freeze, a palpable tension hanging in the air.

“Fourteen million.” Alberto’s eyes withdrew from Odin, and he stated his bid with unruffled composure.

“Fifteen million.” Before the auctioneer could speak, Odin preemptively raised his bid.

Everyone present held their breath.

Fifteen million! It was merely a hairpin, far from being worth millions.

“Mr.

Sullivan and Mr.

Gibson appear to have a particular fondness for this hairpin.” The host broke the ice.

“Mr.

Sullivan’s bid stands at fifteen million.

Will you raise the stakes, Mr.

Gibson?”

Alberto responded, “Twenty million.”

The crowd gasped again.

Sitting beside Alberto, Edmond couldn’t help but express his surprise.

He turned to face Alberto and remarked, “I never imagined you would be so fond of this hairpin, but it certainly isn’t worth twenty million.”