Chapter 438
Vivian Bennett’s heart leaped violently.
She could hardly believe her ears.
This was insane.
It was just a charity ball.
They were only bidding for a single dance.
The highest bid in the past had been a few thousand dollars.
But now the number had skyrocketed to an astronomical figure.
This wasn't a bid for a dance partner.
It was a battle for ownership over her.
Vivian's fingertips turned cold.
A chill ran down her spine.
Tonight would not be peaceful.
Even the mayor, who had been excited earlier, now looked uneasy.
The crazier the bids became, the paler his face turned.
Prince Dacia had a special status.
The man who suddenly appeared had a powerful aura.
He was clearly dangerous.
These two were not bidding.
They were fighting for pride.
If this continued, someone would get hurt.
The mayor was sweating nervously.
His gaze suddenly fell on Vivian.
His eyes lit up.
He raised his hand abruptly.
"Gentlemen, please stop!"
The auction hall fell silent instantly.
All eyes turned to him.
The mayor spoke with difficulty.
"I know you both have big hearts and want to contribute more to the disaster relief."
"But this competition is not the way."
"Although this is an auction, shouldn't we also consider the lady's own wishes?"
Two icy glares shot toward him.
They carried undisguised coldness and warning.
The mayor shuddered in fear.
Wasn't he trying to prevent bloodshed?
Couldn't these two madmen understand his good intentions?
If he weren't about to retire, he wouldn't bother with this mess.
He forced himself to stay calm.
He spoke quickly.
"Since you can't agree, why not let this beautiful lady choose her own dance partner?"
"Ladies first."
"I'm sure both gentlemen will respect that."
He didn't give anyone a chance to object.
He finished his words in one breath.
The audience exchanged glances.
The two men's eyes seemed ready to slice him apart.
Vivian, at the center of the storm, glared fiercely at the mayor behind her mask.
That fat fool had thrown the problem to her.
He was pushing her into a fire pit.
Of course she wanted to choose Prince Dacia.
But Liam Sullivan's gloomy gaze almost devoured her.
It seemed that if she dared not choose him, there would be no good outcome.
Cold sweat gathered in Vivian's palms.
All eyes in the room were fixed on her.
They waited for her choice.
She glanced helplessly at Liam.
Her heart felt icy cold.
This was the second time she had encountered him today.
She didn't believe it was fate.
Every meeting brought only hurt and pain.
It was like an unavoidable calamity.
No matter how many times they met, she didn't want this kind of cursed fate.
Vivian unconsciously clenched her fists.
Her nails dug deeply into her palms.
She raised her eyes.
Her gaze landed gently on Prince Dacia.
She deliberately softened her voice.
It carried shyness and joy.
"I choose this gentleman."
Her emerald eyes shimmered with watery light.
She focused intently on Dacia.
It was as if he alone in the world deserved her devotion.
Everyone else was completely ignored by her.