Chapter 114

But before Whitney could fully savor the moment, the spotlight, which had just landed on Sidney, didn't even have time to shift to her before another bid rang out. "Fifty million!" The voice was calm but carried a weight that silenced the room. Instantly, the spotlight moved to a private suite on the second floor. Whitney froze, her excitement replaced by shock. Her face turned pale with frustration, and she nearly choked on her own anger. This was supposed to be her moment—the one she had meticulously planned for. But someone else had stolen the spotlight before she could even bask in it. How could they? Her fists clenched at her sides as she glanced nervously at Sidney. Sidney, however, had already furrowed his brows. The bid jumping from 30 million to 50 million was no small leap. It was a bold move, and Sidney knew it wouldn't be the end of it. In an auction house like Orange Crest, bids often escalated dramatically. Sure enough, as soon as the 50-million-do