A few days after the banquet, Eva received an unexpected call from Irish."Congratulations, Miss Lowes!" Irish's voice was bright with enthusiasm. "The superior was highly satisfied with the progress of the project. He also praised you specifically. Good job!"Eva didn't let the praise inflate her ego. She responded calmly, "Thank you, but this wasn't a solo effort. Every member of the team played a crucial role in the success of the project.""Come on, you don't have to be so modest," Irish replied with a chuckle. "We all know that your involvement made a huge difference in the project. Keep up the good work, and you'll be up for another promotion soon.""Come on, Eva, there's no need to downplay your contribution," Irish said with a warm chuckle. "We all know your leadership was pivotal to the project's success. If you continue at this pace, a promotion will be on the horizon before you know it."Eva smiled, a mix of gratitude and determination in her eyes. "Thank you, Irish. I appr
Eva's generous gesture was broadcast on the news, quickly making her a prominent figure in the charity community.Before long, she received an exclusive VIP invitation to the prestigious Claude Charity Auction.However, Eva appeared unfazed by the honor and casually placed the invitation on the table, showing little interest."Eva, the Claude Charity Auction is incredibly renowned here," Owen said, his voice filled with excitement. "If you have the time, you should definitely attend. The guests are all celebrities and influential people from powerful families. The items up for auction are exceptional. If you see something you like, go ahead and buy it. And if you need more money, just let me know, and I'll transfer it to you immediately."Eva opened her mouth to say she didn't need anything, but a sudden thought stopped her. She remembered the countless gifts and presents her family had sent her since she returned home. They had showered her with love and support, and in the whirlwind
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. It is my distinct pleasure to welcome each and every one of you to tonight’s auction. This evening is not just about acquiring beautiful and rare items; it is about making a profound impact on the lives of those in need. Every single dollar of profit made today will be directed towards our charitable initiatives, aimed at providing relief and opportunities to communities that need it the most.I want to express my deepest gratitude for your presence here tonight. I know how valuable your time is, and it means the world to us that you chose to spend this evening supporting our cause. Your generosity and commitment are the lifeblood of our efforts, and it is through the collective power of kind-hearted individuals like yourselves that we are able to bring about real and meaningful change.The emcee's opening remarks caused a round of applause from the audience."Before we commence with tonight’s auction, I have the honor of introducing a very special
"Hey, cut it out!" he exclaimed, his tone sharp with suspicion. "Something tells me you're trying to stir up trouble here. How on earth can an emerald ring be worth just a dollar? Even a fake one would cost more than that!"Jenny sprang to her feet, her patience finally snapping as she turned sharply towards Becky.Becky sneered disdainfully, her expression dripping with contempt. She eyed Jenny from head to toe before shifting her gaze to Eva, her disdain evident in every glance."In my opinion, this emerald ring is worth no more than a dollar! You should be grateful I'm even bidding on it. The ring came from a country bumpkin who dropped out of middle school. Her possessions are worthless. It's utterly humiliating!"The other guests began to see sense in what Becky said. Those that wanted to bid for the ring gave up.No matter how exquisite the item was, they couldn't overlook the fact that its original owner was a countrywoman. The stigma associated with her background overshadowed
"All heads turned toward the source of the voice.When the guests saw Blake seated beside Eva, shock rippled through the room."Oh my God! Is that Blake? Why is he sitting next to Eva instead of in a private room?""He claimed that all the items Eva donated tonight were his.""There's something suspicious here. When they were married, he rarely took Eva out, and she was hardly known by many. Yet now, after their divorce, they're always seen together. It doesn't add up."While a few of them were examining the relationship between those two, the wise ones realized something."The identity of the donor seemed inconsequential; what resonated was that Blake had personally funded the items. His deliberate mention of this detail appeared aimed at refuting the narrative Becky had been spreading, suggesting a motive to assert his influence or protect Eva's reputation amidst the speculation surrounding their relationship post-divorce.""The opportunity to catch the attention of the CEO of Torre
The auction continued, and they placed a piece of classical oil painting for bidding.It was a portrait of a majestic general and his men fighting bravely with the enemy. The vivid image, strong color tone, and well-defined strokes offered a powerful visual effect.The auctioneer tapped the microphone and announced, "This oil painting, named Victory, is a skillfull work of art of the classical painter, Alexander Yebo, which depicts the victory return of General Theo Clark. Brady Lena has donated this piece of work."Eva fell in love with the painting the minute she saw it, and she soon joined the bidding."One million!""One million and one hundred thousand!" Curran immediately made a bid.He wasn't ready to compromise. The bidding was tense. He was determined to acquire the painting.The price of the oil painting gradually soared as the bidding proceeded. In the end, Eva and Curran were the only bidders left.The two immediately became the center of everyone's attention.Becky was si
After leaving my husband, who did not love me, I restored my status as an heir to a super-rich family. With newfound clarity and determination, I reclaimed my birthright and embraced the responsibility that came with it. No longer bound by the constraints of a loveless marriage, I embarked on a journey of self-discovery and empowerment, guided by the unwavering support of my family. As I stepped into my role as heiress, I vowed to honor the legacy of generations past while forging my own path towards a future defined by resilience, strength, and unabashed authenticity.In the hushed quietude of the night, Eva Torres paced the plush carpet, the air thick with a nervous energy that prickled her skin. Her reflection in the gilded mirror showed a stark contrast – the woman she knew, clad in sensible cotton pajamas, battled with the image she sought to portray. Tonight, silk whispered against her skin, a luxurious departure from the usual comfort. The delicate fabric clung to her curves in
"Tally? Why are you here?"Eva glanced at the wedding picture on her nightstand, a sliver of unease pricking her like a rogue thorn. Though the picture captured a day brimming with joy and promises, a shadow seemed to have fallen across it, a shadow cast by a woman named Tally Hartwood. Eva and Tally had never met, not in person. Yet, Tally's presence had seeped into Eva's marriage like a silent, insidious fog. It was a presence whispered in hushed tones by relatives, a ghost in knowing smiles from old friends, a name that hung heavy in the air whenever conversation dipped towards Blake's past.The ambiance of the house bore witness to Tally's pervasive presence, her essence seeping into every corner and crevice. From the meticulously arranged décor to the subtle nuances in conversation, the Torres household served as a constant reminder of Tally's esteemed status as Blake's preferred partner. Each member of the family, with a knowing glance or a passing remark, reinforced Eva's secon