The Billionaire CEO Wants to Marry Me Every Day

Chapter 987: Chapter 987: An Interesting Woman

Summer Monroe smiled slightly and said, "Yeah, I’m just a country girl, yet I graduated from Britton University. And you, Miss Grant, your grades are so much lower than mine..."

Willow Grant’s face heated up, extremely annoyed.

"Summer!"

Summer picked her ear: "You’re too loud."

"You—"

Before Willow could finish her sentence, Principal Payne on the stage admonished: "Willow Grant, please refrain from talking about unrelated matters during the auction. Otherwise, I’ll have to ask you to leave."

Immediately, everyone around turned their gazes toward Willow.

With looks of disgust, confusion, and disdain, the various expressions nearly overwhelmed her, so she had to sit back down.

Seeing this, Mrs. Grant spoke up again: "Seven million!"

"Se-seven million?"

Even Principal Payne was stunned this time.

For this piece, let alone while Silas Langley is still young, even after he passes away, the price wouldn’t rise to seven million.

However, the next moment, Summer spoke again: "Ten million."

Willow and Mrs. Grant’s eyes widened instantly, while the other students were completely shocked.

Ten million certainly isn’t a small amount.

Victor Ford was full of admiration: "Mr. Monroe... you’re like my real dad!"

Summer’s lips twitched, wondering if this was supposed to be a compliment.

Principal Payne excitedly tapped the gavel: "Ten million once, ten million twice..."

Mrs. Grant clenched her fists tightly.

Even for her, ten million isn’t a price to casually toss out.

If it were for something else, fine, but for just a marble sculpture, it felt a bit extravagant.

At this moment, Susan Stone spoke up with a sly smile: "Oh dear, Mrs. Grant, you’re not going to be outdone by a country girl, are you?"

With those words, Mrs. Grant bit her lip and declared: "Fifteen million!"

Principal Payne’s pupils trembled: "Fifteen million once..."

As he spoke, his gaze involuntarily shifted toward Summer.

But Summer shrugged and put down her bidding paddle.

Seeing this, Principal Payne tapped the gavel again: "Fifteen million twice, fifteen million three times... Sold for fifteen million! Congratulations to this parent. After the auction, please proceed to the backstage for payment and to receive your charity certificate."

Mrs. Grant looked at Summer in astonishment, her feelings a mix of confusion.

She couldn’t shake the feeling that Summer had played her.

Willow, however, felt blatantly tricked. Unable to hold back, she turned to Summer: "Weren’t you going to buy it? Why didn’t you keep bidding?"

Summer smiled, her lips curling: "Oh, I was going to, but suddenly I didn’t want to anymore."

The price was too high, and if Dottie and her friends found out, they probably wouldn’t dare accept it, so letting the Grant family have it seemed just fine.

Letting the Grant family bleed a little seemed amusing.

"You—" Willow was so furious her chest heaved, but she was utterly helpless.

Forget it...

She told herself that at least the fifteen million showed everyone her family’s resources far exceeded Summer’s.

But the next moment, Victor sneered: "Fifteen million for that piece, that woman’s crazy, right?"

"Exactly!"

Other students chimed in: "Such a fool, an idiot..."

Willow’s face darkened, her nails digging into her palm, drawing a trickle of blood, yet she didn’t feel any pain.

At the back door of the auditorium, Aaron curled his lips.

"Interesting..."