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Chapter 307 - : In the End, It Still Belongs to Me
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Chapter 307: Chapter 307: In the End, It Still Belongs to Me
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Afterwards, Xavier Hamer was escorted onstage by staff, and Zara Woods stood in front of him, her voice sweet: âIâm glad to have won this precious violin, and honored to donate three hundred million dollars to charity.â
She turned her gentle gaze to Mr. Hamer: âOn this occasion, Iâd like to give this violin to Mr. Hamer, and I hope the foundation will add his name as well, because, after all, this violin is for him. Itâs like Iâm offering flowers to Buddha.â
The person who donated the most at this charity auction would gain naming rights. Now that she had already donated three billion dollars, no one else would donate more than her, so the naming rights of the foundation would definitely be hers. Adding Mr. Hamerâs name was simply a way to win him over.
In this way, everyone would know how close she was to Mr. Hamer.
Xavier Hamer smiled slightly: âThank you, Miss Woods, for the violin. On this occasion, I would also like to give away two things.â
At this moment, Xaviera Evans sat in her chair, drinking coffee indifferently.
Suki Woods sneered disdainfully: âHmph! You still want to compete with my sister? Youâre overestimating yourself! â
Mrs. Woods said softly: âMiss Evans, Zara can let you have anything else, but this violin is something she must get. After all, it is for Mr. Hamer. I hope you donât mind.â
Xaviera Evans glanced at them, looking nonchalant: âMmmâ
The Woods women were instantly infuriated.
The Woods family just lost over two hundred million dollars, and itâs all because of Xaviera Evanâs scheming.
Mrs. Woods glared at her, furious: âXaviera Evans, you just said âhighest bidder wins.â Zara spent three hundred million dollars on that violin. Are you not convinced?â
At that moment, Mr. Hamerâs voice came through the microphone: âThe violin will be given toâŚâ
Everyone heard Mrs. Woodsâs furious roar and couldnât help but look over.
Mrs. Woodsâs suppressed anger finally erupted, âNo matter how much you want the violin, Zara won it now. You ran out of money, and you canât blame others. Whatâs the meaning of that cold expression on your face?â
Suki Woods chimed in: âIs there really a need to ask? Sheâs jealous of my sister. Some people just canât stand others doing well. Sheâs taken several items my sister wanted, and now that my sister got this violin, sheâs sulking.â
Mrs. Woods snorted: âThe violin has already been given to Mr. Hamer by Zara.
Thereâs no use in holding a grudge, or do you also want to hold a grudge against Mr. Hamer?â
Mr. Hamers words came slowly: âGiven toââ
Mrs. Woods ignored everything, venting her anger: âXaviera Evans, you must apologize to Zara, and weâll leave it at that. Otherwise, if this gets out, people outside will say that youâre petty and vengeful, youâ
Before she could finish speaking, Mr. Hamer said the personâs name. đrđ˛eweđđ§đvel.đđm
âXaviera Evans.â
Xaviera Evans hooked the corner of her lips.
Mrs. Woods was momentarily stunned. Who called Xaviera Evansâs name? Was she hallucinating?
Was that voice⌠Mr. Hamerâs?
The auction-goers who had been watching the quarrel also came to their senses, looking at Mr. Hamer on stage with shock, then at Xaviera Evans.
Wait a minute!
Had they heard wrong?
Mr. Hamer⌠wanted to give the violin to⌠Xaviera Evans?
Everyone stared in amazement, their faces full of shock.
Xaviera Evans put down her coffee cup, stood up slowly, and smiled meaningfully: âMrs. Woods, could you please repeat what you just said?â
âYou⌠youâre⌠jealous of Zara, soâŚâ
Mrs. Woods was suddenly at a loss for words, her body weakening, she stumbled back a few steps.
Looking at Xaviera Evans in fear, her voice trembled: âYou⌠itâs impossible⌠Mr. Hamer couldnât haveâŚ
At this moment, the person in charge of the auction repeated Xaviera Evansâs name, shattering Mrs. Woodsâs last doubt.
âMr. Hamer has decided to give the violin to Miss Xaviera Evans, please, Miss Evans, come to the stage.â
Mrs. Woods immediately slumped helplessly in her chair.
Mr. Hamer wanted to give the violin to Xaviera Evans?
That despicable woman!
Xaviera Evans straightened her skirts and glanced at the Woods family. âMrs. Woods, Iâm sorry, but it looks like the violin⌠still belongs to me.â Xaviera Evans crossed the room, walking proudly to the stage..