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Chapter 986: Can You Afford Six Million?
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Chapter 986: Chapter 986: Can You Afford Six Million?

It’s actually quite difficult to get Summer Monroe to praise someone’s technique, which proves that the sculptor’s skill is extraordinary.

Beside her, the well-informed Victor Ford quickly explained to Summer, "This is sculpted by Silas Langley, a famous alum of our school. He’s now one of the most well-known sculptors in the country."

Summer nodded, "No wonder."

It seems Crestfall University truly produces some exceptional talent.

If there were fewer teachers like Mio Osborne, perhaps there would be even more talented individuals.

Principal Payne began to introduce Silas Langley’s resume, and the students below started to feel drowsy. Finally, it was time for the auction bidding.

"Starting bid is two million, with a minimum increment of one hundred thousand each time, bidding starts now!"

As Principal Payne finished speaking, members of the student council handed auction paddles to the parents in the parent seating, and the students also perked up.

Among the students of Crestfall University, there are quite a few from good families, so two million isn’t considered a particularly high price.

Mrs. Grant took the lead, raising her paddle immediately and said, "Two million five hundred thousand!"

"Poof—" Someone immediately laughed unceremoniously, "Two-point-five, is she stupid?"

"Is that Willow Grant’s mom? She’s hilarious! Is this how she insults herself?"

Sitting up front, Willow Grant felt embarrassed and annoyed, pressing her head down.

Perhaps she shouldn’t have invited her mom to the school at all!

In the parents’ seating, Susan Stone also curled her lips, "Mrs. Grant, the kids are laughing at you, why not change the number?"

Mrs. Grant blushed and raised the paddle again, "Three million!"

Buying Silas Langley’s work for three million is neither a loss nor a gain. After all, Silas is only thirty years old; though gifted, he lacks the experience, and one can only wait for it to appreciate.

But with Susan Stone sitting next to her, she couldn’t be stingy and only add one hundred thousand.

However, at that moment, a clear voice rang out, "Four million!"

Mrs. Grant paused in disbelief, looking towards the direction the voice came from.

Who could be foolish enough to spend four million on Silas Langley’s work?

But as her gaze settled, Mrs. Grant was utterly stunned.

Because the one who called four million was none other than Summer Monroe.

Mrs. Grant angrily clenched her fists; that girl... was it intentional?

Willow Grant also noticed and glared at Summer, "What do you mean?"

Summer hadn’t spoken yet, but Victor Ford beside her defensively said, "What do you mean? This is an auction, what’s there to mean? Just buying it!"

Willow Grant was so angry her cheeks turned red.

"She’s obviously doing it on purpose! Seeing my mom bid three million, so she intentionally raised the price!"

Upon hearing, Summer coldly glanced at Willow and indifferently spoke, "Bidding against you intentionally would be a waste of time."

This sculpture, she planned to buy and give to Dottie to inspire him to study well and to aim for Crestfall University in the future.

As for who was bidding earlier, if Willow hadn’t said anything, she wouldn’t have paid attention.

"You’re lying!" Willow was so angry her face alternated between blue and white, and at that moment, Principal Payne had already struck the hammer.

"Four million once!"

Willow clenched her lips and turned to look at Mrs. Grant.

Being mother and daughter, Mrs. Grant instantly understood Willow’s intent; even if it meant a loss, she absolutely couldn’t lose to Summer.

Mrs. Grant gritted her teeth and said, "Five million!"

Principal Payne paused and struck the hammer, "Five million once."

"Six million," Summer spoke again, without blinking.

Willow frowned and warned, "Summer, can you afford the six million? A girl from the countryside, better not fall short on payment when the hammer goes down..."

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