Rebecca Kelloway and the man beside her both froze simultaneously.
People around them also looked in the direction of the voice.
Ashton Heath, sitting in the front row, calmly raised his sign.
Seeing him raise the sign, Yannick Luther smirked, with a "I knew it" expression, and said: "Ashton, I knew you would make a move. But the timing of your move was so tight, just one more second, and these jewels would belong to someone else."
"Ashton, what are you doing?" Joanna Lawrence stretched out her hand to tug at his sleeve, squinting her eyes a bit nervously, "Didn't I tell you that I don't want these jewels? Why are you still going to bid for them?"
She kept her voice low, audible only to the two of them.
Ashton Heath lowered his head to look at her: "Don't you like them?"
Joanna Lawrence: "..."
She did like them, but she had told him that she just found them beautiful and wanted to appreciate them, that's all.
What a spendthrift!
