The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret

The auction room was eerily silent. This was just an unremarkable necklace, yet it was fetching the highest bid of the charity event?

Others had essentially dropped out of the competition, watching with interest to see how the two top fools from Saeville would resolve this.

It was evident that Sawyer was stepping up for Freya, Nathaniel's wife, adding to the spectacle of their romantic entanglements.

Sawyer had lost it!

The host's voice trembled as they took up the gavel, their excitement palpable but shaky, crying out, "Twenty million once! Twenty million twice..."

"Thirty million!" Nathaniel's voice was cold and detached, as if thirty million were just a number, a mere digit in his world where money flowed in and out daily without much meaning.

Sawyer's face darkened just as his phone buzzed with a message from Freya.

"Don't outbid him! I was just interested in the design; no need to engage with that fool. Let him waste his money."

Sawyer's frown eased at her words, feeling a warm sense of camaraderie.

It was the first time Freya spoke to him like a comrade, showing a playful side he hadn't seen before.

Seeing her call Nathaniel a fool brought a smile to his face.

Just as he was about to raise the paddle to irritate Nathaniel further, Alexander firmly pressed his arm down and whispered coldly, "If you bid again, I'll cut off your hand."

Sawyer let his paddle drop and reclined on the sofa, laughing. “Fine, fine, I won't bid. Don't get so worked up, brother. It's not worth it."

Mandy, seeing Freya's discontented expression, muttered, "Let it go. He's just a madman."

"I'd rather talk to a smart person than argue with a fool."

"Let's just wait and see if Grace, that mistress, can actually wear that big gold chain."

"If we can't fight him, we can at least avoid him."

"Yeah," Freya's voice was subdued. She had only sent the message to Sawyer to prevent him from escalating the situation, given Sawyer's stubborn nature, or it might have turned into a bigger mess.

Freya knew it wasn't right for Sawyer to spend so much on her behalf. Nathaniel, the madman, would never back down, which meant Sawyer could end up with a huge loss.

She had once thought Nathaniel's wealth was confined to Technologent Group, but she realized that Mr. Nathaniel had even greater power overseas.

The Lloyds had been heavily suppressed lately, and Freya could clearly see the impact through her collaboration with The Jewel Vault.

It seemed unfair for the Lloyds to suffer a loss because of her.

Still, she felt a pang of sadness. The necklace was a gift from her father to her mother, bought with all his savings and loans when he and Nathaniel's father, Zander, first ventured into shipping.

It was an engagement gift that represented their sacrifice and love.

The thought of it ending up around Grace's neck, someone who barely valued such a necklace and was only interested in showing off, was heartbreaking. Grace's sole purpose was to get Nathaniel to spend money on her, while Freya simply wanted to preserve a cherished gift from her father, not to make any grand statement.

Freya's heart ached, leaving her speechless.

Grace, on the other hand, was stunned.

She hadn't expected Nathaniel to spend so much on her, which felt strange.

She felt it was somewhat of a pity that thirty million was spent on such a worthless chain. If it were a gift for her, it would have been wonderful.

But such things take time. Now that she was close to a big spender, what was there to worry about? Once she became Mrs. Morgan, not only thirty million but even billions would be easily within her reach.noveldrama

The more Grace

thought about it,

the more excited she became. She

couldn't help but inch a bit closer to Nathaniel, though she still didn't

dare toget too close, as his

commanding presence could easily backfire.

The host picked up the gavel, turning their gaze toward Sawyer's direction, their eyes ablaze with curiosity.

"Thirty million, going once! Thirty million, going twice! Thirty million... third and final call!"

"Congratulations to Mr. Nathaniel for winning this..."

The chain was so ordinary that even the eloquent host struggled to find the words

to praise it. It felt like the two wealthy tycoons, Nathaniel and Sawyer, were just playing a game.

She said, "Thank you, Mr. Nathaniel,

for supporting our charity gala. I'm sure the disaster-stricken areas will be very grateful for your

contribution! Once again, thank you! Please come forward to collect your item!"

The host finally found a positive angle to praise Nathaniel, focusing on his charitable contribution rather than the jewelry itself.

After all, among the many wealthy individuals in Saeville, not everyone would spend $30 million on a piece of jewelry worth only $10,000. This wasn't just charity; it was as if they were lowering their intelligence to participate in charity.

Koen stepped forward to hand the necklace to Nathaniel.

Nathaniel took the necklace, puzzled over what Freya saw in it. It was simply an old-fashioned gold chain with old-fashioned red gemstones, arranged in three heart shapes. It was laughable.

When did this woman's taste drop to such a level? He looked it over again and still couldn't see anything special.

He then instinctively glanced at Sawyer, not wanting to seem too obvious by looking at Freya. He wanted to see what kind of game Sawyer and Freya were playing.

Sawyer raised his wine glass and smiled, seeming to congratulate but actually mocking him.

Nathaniel's expression darkened immediately. It felt like he'd been tricked, spending thirty million on such a trivial item.

It was clear that Sawyer had just been playing games, provoking him into bidding

more.

Nathaniel clenched the necklace tightly; his jaw tensed. It took him a moment to regain his composure.

"Mr. Nathaniel?" Grace, seeing Nathaniel holding the necklace in silence, thought he might be unwell.

Nathaniel snapped out of it, a chill running through him. Was Freya helping someone else play him for a fool? Was it all just a game to her?

Nathaniel slowly stood up. His sudden movement during the ongoing auction felt out of place.

All eyes turned to Nathaniel, surprised at the man who had just spent thirty million.

Nathaniel stared at Grace, who was now confused, and stood up in response. Nathaniel looked at Grace, his smile stiff, and asked while holding the necklace, "Do you like it?"