Arthur lifted his gaze, catching a clear view of Chloe's profile from behind. Looking at that exquisite face, he fell into deep thought. The man sitting beside her was now someone else. If they hadn't divorced, the woman sitting gracefully beside him at this moment would've been Chloe. For a brief moment, Arthur felt like Chloe had already moved to a place he could never reach. Arthur wasn't the only one watching Chloe. Anthony, seated at the far end of the front row, also had his eyes locked on her. Anthony still blamed Chloe for the two slaps he'd received earlier. He'd initially thought she was someone special, but now her relationships seemed completely messy. That guy from Myers Group—Arthur—had taken over after Charles fell ill. It had been over a year, and he hadn't accomplished anything remarkable. If not for the Myers family's deep pockets, he probably would have run the company into the ground by now. So Chloe had history with Arthur too! An ex! Now she was sitting pretty beside this man named Eugene! It hadn't taken Anthony long to learn the man's name was Eugene. He hadn't uncovered his background yet, but judging by how Joseph treated him, Eugene was clearly someone of note. He smirked, his eyes flashing with scorn. Chloe was really putting on a show! She'd acted all innocent earlier because people were watching. Or maybe now that she had Eugene's protection, she felt untouchable? Hah! Who knew what she was really like in private. Was she involved with Eugene now? Or had she started with Landon, who passed her to Eugene when he grew tired of her? Joseph respected Landon and Eugene so Joseph had slapped him? Whatever! Anthony's eyes gleamed with determination. He would make her pay for those slaps. Suddenly, the lights dimmed, and the chattering crowd fell silent. Everyone knew—the auction was about to begin. A spotlight focused on Joseph as he stood and walked slowly to the stage. No items were displayed yet. He reached out and touched the podium, pausing for a moment under everyone's watchful eyes. The room became so quiet. Every gaze was fixed on Joseph. "Thank you all for joining us tonight," Joseph began, his voice slightly unsteady. "I'm growing old. I don't know how much longer I'll be around..." At Joseph's auctions, all proceeds went directly to charity. Regardless of the final price, the highest bidder won, and anything acquired from Mistveil Manor was considered legitimate—no one should attempt to dispute it afterward. "I hope you all enjoy yourselves and find something you love," Joseph said, bowing to the audience. The crowd responded with enthusiastic applause. After Joseph returned to his seat, the lighting shifted back to the display area. As the room settled, an elegant female host appeared on stage. The auction officially commenced. Following a brief warm-up, the lighting changed again, revealing the first item—a painting by the renowned Eldermaran artist Field. Field had passed away last year, causing his works to surge in value. The starting bid was 500 thousand dollars, with increments of 100 thousand dollars. The bidding began. People started raising their paddles, competing back and forth. The atmosphere remained relaxed initially. Finally, a female entrepreneur who loved collecting art secured the painting for 2.8 million dollars. The second item was an extra-large wild ginseng with a growth cycle of over a hundred years, starting at one million dollars. The older guests perked up right away and started bidding actively. The third item was an exquisite vase... Chloe adjusted her position gracefully, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "This vase is truly unique. There's been significant buzz about it on the black market. If someone is interested in such pieces, it's definitely worth collecting. Its value likely exceeds ten million." Robert's voice came through her earpiece. Chloe didn't respond aloud, simply listening to Robert's analysis. She sat in the front row. On the other side, Robert could clearly see the items on the auction stage through the brooch paired with her dress—and in an instant, he obtained the data for these items.Ultimately, the vase was acquired by the Ford couple for 13 million dollars. Virginia, seated beside Madilyn, smiled triumphantly after winning the piece. "I've become quite obsessed with vases recently. They're so beautiful. I wonder if Mrs. Myers shares this interest?" Madilyn, being addressed, maintained a cold expression, staring straight ahead, clearly uninterested in conversing with the bothersome Virginia beside her. Receiving no response, Virginia deliberately raised her voice. "Mrs. Myers, what items interest you? Mr. Charles Myers used to acquire several rare pieces for his collection every year. I wonder what Mrs. Myers will pursue this year?"