Chapter 1916 - Throwing Out Money, a Bloody Disaster

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Watching the couple leave in a hurry, Susan suddenly chuckled. "I did sense that they were going to run into some bad luck lately. It seems it really is a little serious."

Selina glanced at Luke.

Luke acted as if nothing had happened. Someone else standing up too quickly had nothing to do with him.

Claire, however, was interested. "Then how bad is it going to be?"

Susan fell silent, as if she was calculating it, then said in a low voice, "They probably won't die."

Claire was shocked. "So unlucky?"

Susan was also uncertain. "That will depend on them. If they don't show some restraint, they might end up in the hospital."

Selina glanced at Luke again.

Luke winked at her, which meant that they would talk later, so she didn't dwell on it.

Unexpectedly, Sasha and her partner returned less than ten minutes later.

She had changed into another dress which she had found from somewhere.

After she sat down, she glared at Claire hatefully.

Claire, however, didn't look at her at all as she chatted with Selina and Susan.

Sasha was about to say something else, but the last two people at the table arrived, and the party officially began.

She wasn't crazy, and naturally didn't dare disrupt the party. She could only swallow her anger.

There was nothing new about the party.

Except for the glamorous female celebrities here, it was no different from any other party.

The hosts were an L.A. celebrity, who did all the explaining, and an A-list film actress, who was eye candy.

The purpose of the fundraiser was to help the victims of the San Francisco disaster. They got off the stage, and a professional auctioneer went up to start the auction.

Luke felt that the simple and efficient process wasn't bad. It would be annoying if there were too many strange things.

Ten minutes later, his thoughts changed.

It made sense if it was a celebrity's personally autographed debut album, or some well-known film ornament or special film prop.

Dinner with a celebrity, or VIP concert tickets – these just barely passed.

Then, there was a skimpy 'costume' worn by a certain female star in a particular movie, and it was specially indicated that it 'had yet to be washed,' which was ridiculous.

Luke couldn't help but ask Claire in a low voice, "What did you put up for auction?"

Seeing how he was staring at that 'costume' on stage, Claire couldn't help but roll her eyes. "What are you thinking? It's the song compilation I released at Christmas. It's the very first one, serial number 001. I'll sign and write a personalized message in it too."

Luke was relieved. Claire was still a good kid.

The party was a private event, so most people wouldn't jack up the price too much.

Some things were simply donated by the owners, who then bought them back. The auction progressed very quickly.

After all, there would still be a small show after the auction.

Many of the celebrities here would be performing, and proceeds from sales of the recording would be also donated to the victims of San Francisco.

The price of Claire's auction item and her status weren't high.

The awkward thing was that only two people raised their hands, and the bid only reached 1,100 dollars (Starting bid: 1000. Bid increment: 100).

Claire was extremely depressed and inwardly cursed the people here for being dinosaurs.

It wouldn't be rare for true fans to fork out thousands of dollars to buy this record.

Sensing her emotions, Luke found it a little funny, but was about to raise his hand.

He could give his sister a way out and also help the victims of San Francisco. Why not?

Suddenly, Sasha, who was at the same table, raised her hand, and the auctioneer immediately called out, "1,200 dollars."

Sasha turned to Claire with a smile. "You have to write the message properly for me later."

Claire's face changed. She didn't want to write some happy message for this brainless woman.

Also, this guy might seize the opportunity to create a stir, which would be even more disgusting.

She immediately raised her hand, but Luke was already one step ahead of her. At the same time, he said, "12,000."

Sasha raised her hand as well.

The auctioneer: "12,100. Wow, looks like Miss P!nk's album is really popular."

At the same time, he cursed Sasha inwardly.

He wasn't blind.

Luke was clearly with Claire. After such a high bid, the tacit understanding was that things would stop here.

Sasha had immediately raised her hand. Wasn't this obviously causing trouble?

Before Sasha could say anything, Luke had called out ten times the amount.

She didn't care about the extra 10,000 dollars, but everybody present probably now knew that she was targeting Claire.

Too lazy to look at her, Luke raised his hand again. "120,000."

He had the upper hand in this matter — money was the biggest advantage.

Sasha hesitated. 120,000 dollars wasn't a small amount.

It was fine for her to spend 120,000 dollars on shopping, but for charity… Wouldn't that be feeding poor dogs for nothing?

But seeing that only Susan out of the other four was looking at her strangely, she was sti;; unwilling to give up, so she raised her hand again.

The auctioneer kept smiling. "120,100 dollars. That's an astonishing price. Miss Sasha is so zealous in supporting the charity…"

He stressed the word "zealous."

Anyone who heard this immediately understood that he was reminding Sasha not to cause trouble at this charity fundraiser.

No one really cared if it was 100,000 or 80,000 – the main thing was to give everyone a chance to boost their reputation.

In terms of money, many people here could donate millions easily; it wasn't Sasha's place to act cocky.

Sasha wasn't really stupid. She understood what the auctioneer was saying – it was just that she had suddenly found Claire and Luke displeasing to the eye for some reason, and had wanted to pick a bone with them.

Luke raised his hand again. "1.2 million."

Sss!

Low whispers immediately rang out in the hall. Almost everyone knew that Sasha had run into a fierce person.

There were a lot of rich people here, but it was rare to throw out 1.2 million in one go.

Furthermore, this sort of private party would only be reported in the local New York news at most, so there was little to be gained from throwing out this amount.

Luke was raising the bid like crazy, completely to crucify Sasha.

If she raised her hand again, it would be clear she was spending a lot of money to stir up trouble.

No matter what she chose, this matter would quickly spread in the circle, and a lot of negative comments about her would definitely spread.

Sensing all kinds of gazes on her, Sasha finally didn't dare make a fuss.

Watching the auctioneer bring down the gavel and declare that his sister's album belonged to him, Luke smiled and leaned back in his chair.

He wasn't flaunting his wealth, but using his money in an obvious ploy.

It felt good to be able to force a provocateur into a situation where they couldn't fight back, by hitting them with a bit of money.

Nothing else happened during the auction, and it was soon time for the performance.

Glancing at Sasha and the man as they left their seats, Luke asked Claire, "Are they going to perform too?"

Claire was uncertain. "I think so?"

Susan interjected, "Yes, they were bragging about it before you came."

Luke nodded thoughtfully. "That's good."

Susan was curious. "You want to see them sing?"

Luke smiled. "Susan, didn't you say that they were going to end up in the hospital?"

Stunned for a moment, Susan coughed. "That…"

She usually didn't divine bad luck for other people – it felt too much like she was cursing them – but she had accidentally let it slip just how.

Luke, however, nodded before she could reply. "I think you're right. They'll definitely encounter a bloody disaster tonight."