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After a moment, he said, "Alright."
A gentle, contented smile played on Sheila's lips.
Timothy's expression was harder to read.
To most people in the room, bidding on this piece was all about that enormous diamond at its center—impressive, to be sure, but not exactly Timothy's taste.
Still, Timothy kept raising his paddle, and in the end, no one tried to outbid him.
He secured the massive diamond ring with ease.
Soon after, it was time for the highlight of the auction.
Timothy's gaze never left the stage.
As the curtain was drawn back, a wave of gasps swept through the room.
Under the spotlights, a platinum-and-diamond medieval-style crown sat gleaming, magnificent and regal.
The centerpiece was set with seven rare, blood-red rubies, each encircled by diamonds, the stones arranged in a heart-shaped pattern.
In total, the crown boasted 999 flawless diamonds.
It was called "Flameheart."
Every woman in the room wanted it.
Timothy's every bid doubled the previous offer, until finally, Flameheart was his.
Henry looked up at his father, grinning. "Dad, is this crown for Miss Sheila?"
Before Timothy could answer, Sheila gently scolded, "Henry, don't say such things. Something so valuable—your father bought it as a gift for your mother, of course."
Henry frowned. "But Mom's always at home. She never goes to galas or fancy parties—what would she do with a crown? I think it makes more sense for Miss Sheila to have it."
He turned to Timothy. "What do you think, Dad?"
"She wouldn't have much use for it," Timothy replied.
But Henry protested, "Miss Sheila, you're Dad's aunt—Grandma's only sister! Of course Dad should get you a gift. If Mom's upset, she's just being unreasonable."
"Henry, you're still a child. There are some things you don't understand," Sheila said gently.
Timothy spoke evenly, "Take it. My gift, my decision."
"But—"
"No more buts," Timothy interrupted. "I've wanted to get you this crown for years. Seven years I waited for it to appear at auction. It was always meant for you."
Sheila felt her heart bloom with happiness.
He still loved her.
"Well then… thank you."
Half an hour later, headlines blazed across the news:
Timothy Lawson, heir to the Lawson Group, had purchased "Flameheart" for a staggering $990 million, and gifted it to the mysterious Mrs. Lawson.
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