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Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

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Chapter 441

There were no longer any new bidders for the time being. Alyssa was still pleased with the

result, however.

“Seven million.”

A deep, sonorous voice rang out from behind her, making her expression fall.

The unexpected bid caught the crowd’s attention, prompting them to turn and identify the

speaker swiftly.

Jasper was in the last row, his paddle raised high in the air. He exuded sheer confidence

and stability among the gawking guests.

“It’s Jasper Beckett from the Beckett Group!”

“When did he get here? I didn’t see him at all tonight!”

“He’s so handsome …”

Jasper gazed steadily at Alyssa, his paddle never once lowering. But she never turned

around.

Seven million, and she wouldn’t even spare him a glance. It looked like he would have to

continue bidding.

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“Seven million is a tad bit overpriced for this necklace,” Yves said, shaking her head. She

disapproved of Jasper’s action. “Just because you can doesn’t mean you should.”

“At least it will help those orphanages,” Alyssa grumbled, cussing Jasper internally.

“Mr. Jasper, congratulations! The auction extends its gratitude for your generous

donation!” The auctioneer’s gavel landed, igniting a wave of applause.

The cameras turned to Jasper, who gave a brisk nod and polite smile, nothing more.

A distance away, Jameson watched on, his eyes pure frost.

The auction went on smoothly as all pieces of jewelry were bid successfully at high prices.

Even Sophia got herself one just to show off.

But what got Alyssa incredibly angry was the fact that Jasper would always step in at the

last second whenever a piece wasn’t faring so well, only to bid with an outrageously

overpriced amount.

He had gotten three pieces in a single hour at the cost of thirty-something-million dollars!

Alyssa had to do all she could not to get security to escort him out right away!

Just then, Jasper bid another piece of jewelry, inviting the crowd to gossip among

themselves.

“Is that really worth four million? Why does it seem like Jasper Beckett doesn’t quite have

the right taste for jewelry?”

“Hey, he’s hot, and he’s rich. I can tolerate some dumbness.”

“Dumb your ass! Didn’t you notice he’s bidding for all the less-high-grade pieces? He’s

clearly going specifically for them. Even an individual with questionable taste wouldn’t

choose all of them consistently!”

“Really? Then that means…”

“He’s bidding for the cheaper ones to save Ms. Alyssa’s auction and add more value! What

a man!”

Zoe stared angrily at Jasper, rage tearing at her from within when she saw how devoted

he was to Alyssa. Alyssa’s outright refusal of Jasper’s gestures felt like a humiliation to her

own desire to be treated the

same.

“What a man!” Some other guests agreed with Jasper’s actions.

Jasper smiled slightly upon hearing the chatter. People seemed to understand what he was

going for.

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Sadly, Alyssa never bothered to look at him, though. That intensified the turmoil within his

chest.

“Tsk.” Jameson rolled his eyes, thoroughly unbothered by Jasper’s actions.

Alyssa wasn’t motivated by material wealth; the last thing required to win her over was

money.

“Now, set your eyes on our next piece!” the auctioneer announced, revealing the glass

showcase once again.

Inside was a thick necklace of pear-cut white diamonds, with hundreds of smaller blue

diamonds framing them. It was an exquisitely beautiful piece that instantly drew

everyone’s attention.

“This piece was donated by Ada Kingsley, made by internationally-renowned jewelry

designer Alexa herself. We are truly grateful for your donation tonight, Madam!”

Betty shot up from her seat, back rigid as steel right now. Her expression was very slowly

crumbling apart.

A distance away was Zoe, who was so tense she couldn’t move a muscle. All she could

manage to do was clench her fingers together as if in prayer.