Submitting to My Ex-Wife novel (Pearl and Marc)

Chapter 40

Lucas and Manfred simultaneously looked in Pearl’s direction. When they looked at her cold face, their hearts could not help but tighten.

Was Pearl angry?

Pearl was indeed a little angry, but she had been used to pretending all these years and rarely showed her real emotions. Now, very few people could re to be angry over the childish actions of a few childish men.

Because the Brunew emerald necklace had already pushed the atmosphere of the auction to the climax, many people were no longer interested when th

Of course, this was for those who didn’t understand antiques.

For experts like Pearl, a collector, she had been eagerly awaiting the enameled bowls. But the more valuable the items, the more she needed to maintain a calm demeanor.

The auctioneer set the starting bid at 200 thousand dollars.

Pearl didn’t raise the auction paddle. She still gestured to Mason to raise it, and Mason said, “I bid 220 thousand dollars.”

Many people in the room were still in a daze, shocked by Mason’s recent bid of 4 million and 2 thousand dollars. They weren’t sure if he was showing off

With their financial resources, they definitely couldn’t compete with Mason, so when they saw Mason raise his auction paddle, those who were originally

This was exactly what Pearl wanted. As the bid reached 220 thousand dollars for the second time, it seemed like the auctioneer could seal the deal with

“I bid 240 thousand dollars.”

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Pearl tilted her head and glanced at the person from the corner of her eye. She saw Marc calmly holding up his auction paddle.

Pearl frowned.

Was this man addicted to raising his auction paddle tonight?

Pearl had never seen Marc show off like this before.

Mason raised his auction paddle again. “260 thousand dollars.”

Marc also raised his auction paddle. “280 thousand dollars.”

Mason glanced at Pearl. Pearl closed her eyes at him. Mason raised his auction paddle again. “300 thousand dollars.”

Marc was about to raise the auction paddle again, but Lucas stopped him. “Can’t you tell that it’s Pearl’s subordinate?”

“I can tell that.” Marc asked, “But so what?”

Lucas was surprised. “Since you can tell, why are you still fighting with him?”

Marc said calmly, “I didn’t fight with him. I like these four bowls too.”

Lucas didn’t know what to say for a moment.

Lucas had never seen a clueless man like Marc before.

“300 thousand dollars once, 300 thousand dollars twice… Alright, this gentleman has bid 320 thousand dollars.”

Hubert glanced in Marc’s direction and said to Pearl, “He’s determined to go against you. Doesn’t he know that Mason is your subordinate?”

“He knows.” Pearl gritted her teeth.

Pearl decided to take back what she had just said. She was someone who got angry easily, and she was really angry now.

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own paddle and exclaimed, “400 thousand dollars!”

Didn’t Marc want to go with het? Then they would fight to the end.

Marc did as Pearl wished. He raised his auction paddle again. “420 thousand dollars.”

Lucas could not help but rub the space between his eyebrows. He said to Marc, “Now I know why Pearl wanted to divorce you. If she didn’t get a divorce

Marc was unmoved. He did not think that his divorce with Pearl had anything to do with him wanting to bid for these four enameled bowls. Moreover, he

The auction had now become a battleground between Pearl and Mason. They were locked in a fierce competition, each one raising their auction paddle after the other. They intentionally increased the bid by around 20 thousand dollars each time, trying to test each other’s patience and push each other’s l

Meanwhile, the other people in the room watched as the two of them battled it out like competitive children, with the auctioneer continuously announcing

Were they planning to drive the price of these four bowls up to 20 million dollars through their bidding war?

The auctioneer’s voice grew hoarse as he continued to call out prices, reaching one million dollars, and Pearl no longer placed any bids.

ou bid?”

Hubert said, “What’s wrong? Are you tired? Why don’t I help you

Hubert reassured Pearl, saying, “It’s okay. No matter how much these four bowls end up being bid for, I’ll make sure to buy them for you. On the Law fam

Just as Hubert was about to raise his auction paddle, Pearl stopped him. She shook her head. “They are only worth this much. It’s meaningless to bid an

In the end, the four enameled bowls were successfully bought by Marc for one million

dollars.

At this point in the auction, the donation had already reached nearly 6 million dollars, far exceeding expectations. The happiest person was none other than the organizer, Zero Hour. Tomorrow’s trending topic could already be booked.

“Let’s go.”

Pearl left the venue with her assistant. Hubert was left behind by Elaine to handle the auction items and payment. He did not leave with Pearl.

Mason arrived a little late. The car was parked outside. He asked Pearl to wait by the roadside for a while and went to get the car.

The night breeze was a little cold. Pearl crossed her arms. Suddenly, she felt a weight on her shoulder. She turned her head and saw Lucas’s bright smil

Pearl raised her hand and was about to take it off when the coat was taken off.

Marc threw the trench coat into Lucas’s arms. Then, he took off his suit jacket and draped it over Pearl’s shoulder. “He drank. His clothes stink. How abo

“Thank you. There’s no need for that. Yours are not much better off.”

Pearl shook her shoulders and returned Marc’s jacket back to him.

Pearl tilted her head and saw the four bowls in Thomas’s hands. Pearl’s eyes darkened in the night and her red lips pursed slightly.

Marc said frankly, “I’m sorry. I like these four bowls too.”

Pearl put on a fake smile. “Congratulations.”

“Do you like them?” Lucas could not help but chime in. “Miss Woolery, if you really like them, Marc can give them to you, right?”

Marc looked at Lucas strangely. “When did I say such a thing?”

Lucas really didn’t know what to say now.

Not only did Marc not help, but he also kept holding Lucas back.

Pearl smiled. “There’s no need for that. A gentleman doesn’t snatch what others love. I’ll fight for what I like. Since I’ve given up, it means that our destin

Mason drove over and got out of the car to open the door for Pearl. Pearl said calmly, “Goodbye, both of you.”

Pearl paused again and glanced at Marc. “Oh, I was wrong just now. I hope to meet you for he last time, Mr. Males. Nanston doesn’t welcome you.”

earl got into the car and drove away.

arc pondered over Pearl’s last sentence and frowned. “Is she angry?”

uck, you just figured it out?”

cas was very helpless. He sighed deeply and said, “I won’t pity you even if you stay gle for the rest of your life. You deserve it. Continue to maintain it and work harder. arl will completely give up on you. Best of luck!”

word.

The atmosphere in the car was extremely tensed.

Mason personally drove the car. He held the steering wheel carefully, afraid that he would be implicated if the car swayed unsteadily and angered Pearl.

Mason had followed Pearl for so many years and knew her temper.

If Pearl was talking at length, it meant that she was not angry. However, if she was as silent as she was now, it meant that she was burning with anger an

When they arrived at the Rose Garden, Mason got out of the car and opened the door. Pearl got out of the car and said calmly, “Go back and rest early.

“Yes,” Mason replied. He sized up Pearl’s expression and said worriedly, “Ms. Woolery, I know you’re unhappy. Why don’t I contact Mr. Males and buy th

Pearl frowned and looked at Mason coldly. “Are you free?”

Mason shook his head vehemently. “I’m sorry. I was wrong.”

Fortunately, Pearl did not argue with Mason.

Seeing Pearl enter the house, Mason heaved a sigh of relief. He slapped his mouth in frustration. “Who asked you to talk so much?”

It wasn’t until Mason drove away that a black car slowly drove forward and stopped on the long street facing the entrance of the Rose Garden.

The car window rolled down, revealing Marc’s calm and deep face.

“This is Woolery Court?”