Princess Comeback

Chapter 9 This is mine.



After thinking for a long time, Sarah dialed the unknown number at the bottom of the address book. "Ten minutes later, I must get all the information about the bodyguard Jacob."

"What? Boss, have you finally decided to look for a boyfriend after all these lonely years?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I just give you ten minutes." Sarah frowned and hung up the phone.

The man was very efficient. Ten minutes later, an email was sent to her mailbox. There was no special information in the email. Jacob, 28 years old, grew up in a slum. Growing up in such a bad environment makes him indifferent and inhumane. Moreover, he is a professional bodyguard. Other information needs to be added.

Did he live in the slum?

Inexplicably, she felt a fleeting pain in his experience.

"Miss Davis, what time shall we go tomorrow?" Jacob's voice rang from the door.

She deleted the e-mail and said to him, "You go to the charity auction in Raleigh with me at six o'clock tomorrow evening."

At the door, Jacob turned and left.

At 6 p. m., in the auction hall.

Sarah and Jacob turned up on time. Many upper-class dignitaries could not help looking back at them several times.

After all, the reports about Sarah's reputation are half good and half bad in the past two days.

But the discussed one has always turned a deaf ear, which makes her like the flower growing on the cliff and frozen for thousands of years, growing savagely and moving forward fearlessly.

Not far away, two people are looking at Sarah resentfully.

"The bitch has done annoying things since she came back. She always attracted the attention of everyone."

Ashley clutched her skirt tightly, pinching out a sudden wrinkle.

She spent a high price to let Sarah's infamy famous on Facebook, but the topic was drowned in less than a day. On the contrary, Sarah's image of good learning and receiving praise was firmly in the top three most discussed topics. Every time she thought of these, her hatred grew more and more day by day.

Megan grabbed Ashley's hand and gently comforted her, "My baby, now we are in a public place. Pay attention to your expressions. We'll see Sarah can't be complacent too long." Hearing this, Ashley seemed to remember something, and a meaningful smile appeared on her face.

Soon, the auction officially began.

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The first auction item is very precious. Most people bid high prices and vied to raise prices. But Sarah felt bored.

Wait until the penultimate item is displayed on the large screen.

Sarah's expression became a little different.

Her hand clenched the hand-up sign.

"This piece was from Ms. Megan. It was a thumb ring made in the early years of the Republic of China, and the shooting started at 500, 000 dollars."

As soon as the host's voice fell, Sarah raised the sign and said, "700, 000 dollars!"

Everyone murmured.

Can miss Sarah, who has just returned from abroad, have so much money to buy this auction?

Just as everyone hesitated, another male voice sounded, "800, 000 dollars!"

Sarah frowned and looked around to find where the sound come from.

She found a man wearing sunglasses and sitting in the back seat to his heart's content.

Who was this man?

Then she cast eyes on Ashley and Megan.

There seemed to be a little happiness on their faces.

Suddenly, Sarah seemed to have guessed something.

In this bidding, only she and the man wearing sunglasses bid.

Soon the price was raised to 6 million dollars, and the two people seemed to be tireless. Both of them wanted to win the bidding.

The atmosphere of the whole room was heated by this fruitless bidding.

Seeing this, Jacob frowned and looked at her sideways, "Miss Davis, if the situation goes on, you will be at risk."

"I won't give up. This originally belonged to me." She was firm, with a determination to win.


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