Chapter 99

Handcrafted pieces, unlike run-of-the-mill jewelry, were not just beautifully made and detailed, but also super delicate. So, Henry's exhibition was a whole different ball game compared to regular ones. These precious items couldn't be examined up close by everyone like regular jewelry. Only trained staff with special gloves could handle them, walking past each person one by one, letting the crowd admire from a distance without touching.

Emily was deep into the catalog of works when a clear silver bell rang. She put down the pastries and the booklet she was holding, eagerly waiting for the staff to bring out those stunning jewelry pieces. Her heart was racing with excitement. But when she looked up, she saw something she didn't expect.

Patrick, the guy who had left a big mark on her life, was chatting happily with some girl she didn't know.

A storm of emotions hit Emily-surprise, confusion, and a bit of sadness.She thought, 'What is Patrick doing here? When did the Rivera Group get into the jewelry business?'

She had no idea; it had been over a month since she left the Rivera Group.In that short time, it seemed like everything had changed.

Then she thought, Well, the Rivera Group has tons of money and power;they can get into any business they want. If there's money to be made,they'll find a way.

Emily's eyes stayed on Patrick's back for a while. She had to admit, even though she hadn't seen him in days, his back was still as attractive as ever.That straight posture, that confident vibe, seemed to have an invisible pull

on her. But Emily quickly snapped out of it. pressing her lips together.Patrick hadn't called or texted her in all this time. It was like all his previous feelings for her were just a fleeting joke.

Emily shook her head slightly, trying to push all thoughts of Patrick out of her mind. She told herself she couldn't let this guy affect her anymore; she needed to focus on the exhibition and appreciate those beautiful handcrafted pieces. So, she forced herself to pay attention to the exquisite items the staff were about to show.

After everyone had admired the masterpieces, the host stepped onto the stage with a big smile. His steps were steady and confident, like he was about to kick off an artistic extravaganza.

"Welcome, distinguished guests, to Mr. Phillips' handcrafted works exhibition. The first half of our event is wrapping up. Next,we'll move on to our second activity, which is the auction of the thirty-two handcrafted pieces you just saw!" The host's voice was loud and clear,echoing through the hall.

As soon as the host finished speaking, the audience erupted in exclamations. Everyone knew Henry's works were priceless. These pieces had high artistic and practical value, plus immense collectible value.

In the past, Henry's works were only exhibited, not auctioned. This time,the news that some pieces would be auctioned off had drawn many wealthy folks to the event. But no one knew Henry was going to auction off all his collections!

After hearing the host, everyone had different reactions. Some were secretly thrilled, thinking they were lucky to have a chance to buy these precious pieces. Others started toregret not bringing enough money with them today.

Seeing the crowd's reactions, the host raised his hand to quiet them down.cleared his throat, and continued. "Ladies and Gentlemen, please stay calm.Our auction today is different from what you're used to. Each item will start at $150.with increments of $150, but we have set a maximum price."

The host's words caused a stir in the audience. The murmurs grew louder.

"What? There's a maximum price!" exclaimed a glamorous woman.

"I've only heard of no maximum price..." a middle-aged man frowned and said.

"What does a maximum price mean?" another person asked curiously.

"Could it be price-capped sales?" someone speculated.

"Maybe that maximum price refers to a cap of tens of millions of dollars?"a young man guessed.