"It’s too mean." Jessie was trembling because of anger, "No, Violet, I can’t let her go so easily. I have to
teach her a lesson. Go, let's find her now."
"Jessie, don't be impulsive." Violet pulled Jessie’s sleeve, "It is the bidding period. If we go to find her,
we will be blacklisted by the organizer. The gains outweigh the losses. We can wait until the bidding is
over."
Hearing this, Jessie calmed down, "You’re right. Let's go back to the hall first."
"Okay." Violet nodded.
The two helped each other back to the hall.
Phoebe had been paying attention to the entrance of the hall. Seeing Violet being supported back, she
was first happy, and then annoyed again.
She was happy that Violet really got the trick. What made her angry was that Violet still didn’t give up
the bidding even if she was like this.
Stanley who was in the private room on the second floor also found that Violet got injured.
After Stanley fixed his eyes on her feet for a few seconds, he called Fraser in, "Arrange someone to
ask what happened to Violet's feet."
Fraser also glanced at Violet and nodded, "I'm going to arrange now."
Then, he turned and left the private room.
But after a while, he came back again, "Violet fell outside the bathroom door."
Stanley frowned.
What was this woman doing while walking?
"You go out to buy a pair of flat shoes and let someone give it to her. Then find a doctor to see her."
Stanley pinched his eyebrows, and ordered in a deep voice.
Fraser responded again, "Yes."
Soon, the staff of the bidding organizer came to Violet with a shoe box, "Miss, considering your
situation, we specially bought a pair of flat shoes for you."
"OMG, your service is so good?" Jessie opened her mouth in surprise.
Violet was also a little surprised, but she didn't think much. Then she reached out and took the shoe
box, "Thank you very much."
"You’re welcome. You are a guest. This is what we should do. In addition, we also have an infirmary.
You can go over and check the injury for free."
"There is also a doctor! That's great, Violet!" Jessie’s eyes lit up and patted Violet on the shoulder.
Violet knew what Jessie was going to say. She felt warmed, but she shook her head, "Don't worry. I will
go over after the bidding is over."
"No problem, the doctor is always there. Miss can go there anytime. I'll go down first."
After that, the staff smiled at her and left.
Jessie grabbed the box and opened it. Inside were a pair of white soft-soled shoes. The style was
simple, but they looked very nice, and matched Violet's clothes.
Jessie played with the shoes and said with emotion, "This organizer is really good. It is so generous.
Not only does it buy light luxury brands, but also considers your clothes, and also provides medical
treatment. Tsk, it’s so awesome."
"Okay, the bidding has already started. Give me the shoes soon." Violet pushed Jessie with an elbow.
Jessie put the shoebox back on Violet's laps, "Here you are."
Violet smiled and bent over to change her high heels.
At this time, bidding had entered a period of intense competition. Major companies and studios had
launched fierce competition.
Jessie had fought for several times, but due to the newly established studio, she was quickly eliminated
and lost the opportunity to bid.
Although Jessie was disappointed, she could accept this result. After all, she had expected it from the
beginning.
Phoebe didn't know that Violet never thought about winning the bid from the beginning. After seeing
Rebirth was eliminated, she was so happy. She looked back, wanting to see Violet's disappointed face.
But she didn’t see it. Instead, she saw a smile on Violet's face. She felt very confused.
What was going on? She failed the bidding, but why was she still laughing?
Phoebe couldn't understand.
Violet noticed Phoebe's gaze and looked straight at Phoebe, while saying to Jessie who was beside
her, "She is looking at us."
"Who?" Jessie didn't react for a while.
Violet sighed, "Phoebe."
"Where is it?" Jessie pretended to cover her eyes and looked around.
Violet said, "The seventh row, the second on the right hand."
"Ah, I saw it." Jessie saw Phoebe. She sneered at first, then put her hand on her neck, making a
posture that she would kill her.
Phoebe was taken aback, then she turned her head back quickly.
Jessie laughed, "Did you see it? She was scared back by me."
Violet's lips curled, "I saw it. Good job."
"That is." Jessie snorted triumphantly.
Stanley on the second floor saw the invisible confrontation and couldn't help but chuckle.
Fraser stood behind him, "Mr. Murphy, what are you laughing at?"
"Nothing! The bidding result is coming out?" Stanley put down his glass and turned around.
Fraser looked at his watch, "It's time to announce the result."
As he was talking, the host in the hall on the first floor took the microphone and walked onto the
podium, and began to announce the results of the bid, "Congratulations to Mr. Dixon in the private
room on the second floor, for winning this bid!"
Hearing the words, everyone in the audience looked up to the second floor, wanting to see who this Mr.
Dixon was.
But the doors and windows of the private rooms on the second floor were closed tightly, and they
couldn't see anything.
"Violet, have you ever heard of Mr. Dixon in J City?" Jessie came to Violet's ear and asked.
Violet shook her head, "I've heard of it before."
"Before?" Jessie blinked suspiciously.
Violet rubbed her ankle, "In the past, there was the Dixon family in J City, but a scholarly family. Mr.
Dixon had an only daughter. She finally married into the Murphy family and gave birth to Mr. Murphy.
Later, after the death of Mr. Murphy’s mother, the Dixon family was integrated into the Murphy family.
Then the Dixon family disappeared from J City from then on."
"In that case, this Mr. Dixon should have come from other places." Jessie speculated by touching her
chin.
Violet shrugged uninterestedly, "Okay, no matter where he comes from, it is none of my business. Let's
go."
"Go to teach Phoebe a lesson." Jessie helped Violet to stand up.
The two had just walked out of the row of seats when a man who looked like a bodyguard came over
and stopped them, "Are you the person in charge of Rebirth?"
"Who are you?" Jessie blocked Violet behind her and looked at them warily.
The man replied blankly, "I am Mr. Dixon's bodyguard. Mr. Dixon specially asked me to invite two of you
over."
"Invite us?" Jessie and Violet looked at each other.
Violet frowned and asked, "Is there any purpose?"
"Talk about the bidding. Please." The man finished speaking and made a gesture of inviting them,
making it clear that they had to go.
Jessie looked at Violet anxiously, "Violet, what should we do now, go or not?"
Violet looked down and pondered for a few seconds, "Go. We can't refuse him at all."
"But what if Mr. Dixon wants to hurt us?" Jessie hugged herself.
Violet let out a laugh, "It shouldn't be. This is an official place. If he really wants to be against us, he
won't do anything here."
"Yes, let's go." After hearing her words, Jessie felt relieved, then helped Violet and followed the
bodyguard to the second floor.
After entering the room, Violet saw a young man sitting on the sofa in the room. The man looked
ordinary. His temperament was not outstanding. The most important thing was that the quality of his
suit was not good. Would such an average person be Mr. Dixon who won the bid?
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