However, just as Queenie started feeling uneasy, Yolanda raised the bid again.
"7.5 million."
Queenie's hands started trembling. What should she do? Should she continue bidding or give up and become the laughingstock of society?
"Wow, that's impressive. I think this is the highest bid of the night so far!"
"The young people nowadays are really something…"
The murmurs of the surrounding guests reached Queenie's ears. It drove her to blurt out, "8 million!"
The price she just shouted was an exorbitant amount. That much money was more than enough for ten emerald necklaces, let alone just one.
Still, Queenie refused to believe that Yolanda could afford to pay such a high price for this necklace. As she placed her bid, she glanced at Gavin, hoping desperately that he would take action.
She thought, "Come on. Scold her already! Tell her to stop bidding! This is your money! Are you really going to be a fool who spends 8 million on one necklace?"
Of course, Gavin had no idea what Queenie was thinking. Even if he did, he would probably just think she was laughable.
Forget 8 million dollars—even if it were 80 million dollars, Gavin wouldn't bat an eye at swiping his card as long as Yolanda wanted it. When it came to indulging his girlfriend, Gavin was always in a league of his own.
Unfortunately, Yolanda had never given him the chance to play the role of a spendthrift boyfriend.
"8 million 50 thousand dollars," Yolanda uttered.
Just as everyone wondered whether the bidding war would continue, Yolanda raised her paddle yet again.
"8.2 million dollars!" It was obvious that Queenie was struggling now, and the increments she added were getting smaller and smaller.
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