Calvin and Christina glanced in Nancy's direction, noticing her intense glare directed at them. Nancy's voice, edged with anger. Her voice was full of anger, “I will ask again. Are you talking about me?”Christina responded nonchalantly, "Well, if we were, would it be a problem?" Her casual demeanor seemed to irk Nancy even more, who let out an exasperated growl.Turning her attention back to the fashion show, Christina maintained her composed stance, refusing to be drawn into further confrontation with Nancy. Calvin just smiled, knowing that Christina and Nancy were like fire and ice. As the show progressed, showcasing one exquisite ensemble after another, the atmosphere in the room was electric with anticipation.As the MC's voice reverberated through the grand ballroom, guests turned their attention to the sleek tablets stationed at their tables. The devices glowed softly in the dim light, displaying a dazzling array of haute couture and ready-to-wear ensembles showcased in the fir
Calvin turned to face Louis squarely, his expression unwavering as he addressed the barb thrown his way. "I simply wasn't interested in the showcased collections," he stated calmly, refusing to let Louis's comment ruffle his feathers.Kevin Lang, seated not far from Louis, chuckled at Calvin's response, his amusement evident. "Oh, come on, Calvin," he interjected, his tone mocking. "Let's be honest here. We all know your financial situation. You just don't want to admit it." His words were punctuated by the laughter of those within earshot, the air thick with mockery.Alana joined in with a smirk, her amusement mirroring Kevin's. "Looks like you've been caught, Calvin," she teased, her tone dripping with condescension. The laughter around the table swelled, fueled by the derision directed at Calvin.Kevin, seizing the opportunity to further belittle Calvin, leaned forward with a smirk. "Christina only invited you for entertainment, Calvin," he declared, his words cutting. "While the r
Christina intervened once again, her voice cutting through the tension like a blade as she addressed Kevin Lang, her words laced with authority. "Dr. Lang, please maintain your composure and refrain from disrupting the proceedings," she admonished, her gaze unwavering.Alana, however, wasted no time in leaping to Kevin's defense, her features twisted with disdain as she hurled accusations towards Calvin. "Calvin has no place gracing the halls of such esteemed gatherings. His presence here is nothing short of discomfort for everyone," she argued vehemently, shooting a venomous glare in Calvin's direction.Calvin swallowed hard, a bitter taste rising in his throat as he felt the sting of Alana's words. How had he once found solace in her presence, he wondered, now feeling only a sense of betrayal.But Christina refused to let Alana's accusations go unchallenged. "Calvin has earned his place here. He's a respected individual," she declared emphatically, her voice ringing with conviction.
After the brief intermission, the MC's voice resonated through the grand hall, its timbre commanding attention as it reverberated off the ornate walls, signaling the resumption of the auction proceedings. With a flourish, he gestured towards the draped pedestal at the center of the stage, where the next item awaited—a gleaming, intricately carved chest adorned with gilded accents, purported to hold within it a health-enhancing antique of unparalleled rarity: a pearl from the Eastern Sea.As the spotlight illuminated the chest, casting a radiant glow upon its surface, a hushed murmur swept through the assembled crowd, each whispered word tinged with anticipation and awe. The mere mention of such a coveted treasure sent a ripple of excitement coursing through the room, igniting a fervor of whispered conversations and eager glances exchanged between guests.With a practiced flair for dramatic effect, the MC continued, his voice rich with gravitas as he regaled the audience with tales of
Terrance's footsteps were cautious as he approached Calvin, his expression a mixture of concern and apprehension. Leaning in close, he spoke in a hushed tone, his words a gentle plea. "Calvin, perhaps you shouldn't do this. I can help you save face and leave the charity event early if you'd like," he offered, his voice laced with genuine concern for Calvin's well-being.Calvin met Terrance's gaze with a grateful nod, acknowledging his friend's genuine concern. "Thank you for your offer, Terrance, but I've made up my mind," he replied softly, his tone resolute.Terrance sighed softly, his shoulders sagging with resignation. "Very well, Calvin. If you're certain," he conceded reluctantly, realizing the futility of dissuading Calvin from his decision.Despite Terrance's concerns, Calvin remained steadfast in his resolve. He saw the auction not just as an opportunity to acquire valuable items, but also as an investment in his medical and cultivation skills. With the knowledge he gained fr
Daniel leaned in towards Calvin, his voice filled with certainty. "You're going to be interested in this one, Calvin," he whispered, his words carrying a sense of anticipation. Calvin's pulse quickened at Daniel's words, his expectations soaring. The mention of the artifact's significance to his homeland only heightened his intrigue. Christina, sensing Calvin's excitement, offered him a supportive nod and whispered "good luck" as the tension in the room mounted. Meanwhile, Brian, ever eager to assert his dominance, was already poised with his tablet, ready to make the highest bid even before the item was revealed. However, the MC intervened, his authoritative voice cutting through the eager murmurs of the crowd. "Please, ladies and gentlemen, hold your bids. The bidding system has not yet been activated. Let's maintain the decorum of the auction," he reminded them firmly, ensuring fair play for all. With the atmosphere thick with anticipation, the models were prompted to unveil the
As the MC commenced the countdown, the tension in the room thickened, each passing second laden with anticipation. Calvin stood firm, his determination unwavering, his eyes fixed on the coveted artifact before him."Three... two... one..." The MC's voice reverberated, the finality of his countdown sending a palpable wave of suspense through the room.With a decisive tap of the gavel, the auction reached its conclusion. "Sold to Mr. Calvin Hudson for two million dollars!" the MC declared, his words met with a mixture of applause and murmurs of admiration.Calvin's heart swelled with pride as he realized he had secured the emerald fragment, a tangible link to his heritage and a symbol of his resilience. With a sense of triumph coursing through his veins, he surveyed the room, his gaze meeting Daniel's and Christina's, who offered him warm smiles of congratulations. In that moment, Calvin knew that this acquisition was more than just a purchase—it was a testament to his past, his present
Paula's tearful pleas reverberated through the room, her desperation touching the hearts of those present. Alana, seizing the opportunity to showcase her date's expertise, spoke up proudly, her voice oozing with confidence. "Everyone, my boyfriend is not just any doctor, he's a highly skilled specialist, a director at the hospital," she proclaimed, her words carrying an air of assurance that Kevin could provide the necessary assistance.Kevin glanced at Alana nervously. Alana didn’t know that Kevin is actually avoiding to help. He was not confident, he was afraid of making mistakes. He was smiling nervously as everyone was looking at him.Encouraged by Alana's endorsement, Paula implored Kevin to intervene without medical equipment. "Dr. Lang, please help. You surely can do first aid without your medical devices," she pleaded, her eyes searching Kevin's for any sign of reassurance.Kevin's response was hesitant, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I-I will surely treat him at the hosp