Chapter 12

The bidding quickly soared past ten million.

Cassandra raised her paddle almost instantly. “Fifteen million.”

Her move caused a ripple across the room. Heads turned, whispers buzzed— everyone trying to figure out who this girl was. One shout and she upped the price by several million like it was nothing.

Sitting front row, Evelyn felt her chest tighten with rage. She clutched at her chest, speechless with anger.

Vera leaned in close and whispered, “Grandma, has Sis lost her mind?

Where would she get fifteen million from? Don’t tell me she’s counting on Grandpa to clean up the mess later? Ugh… But don’t get too mad, Grandma. It’s not like the Taylors can’t afford it. Still, it’s not worth wrecking your health over.”

“She’ll be the death of me,” Evelyn snarled, clearly bitter. “If she had just a third of your sense, I might actually live a bit longer.”

Truth was, it wasn’t about the money—Evelyn had always had a problem with Cassandra. No matt