My Evil Husband
The Hottest Woman

It was not a magazine, but an auction catalogue for the auction that was to be held next week at the Century Building.

Jason Hall as the youngest businessman at Ford, the organizers had made him specifically handed over to Jason so that the man could see him. Some were also handed over to Ford's top brass, just to interest them in the bidding.

It was stated that fifty percent of the offer price would be donated as charity. Like orphanages, and disadvantaged families. In other words, this is a charity auction event.

The auction items are all certified, being outstanding antiques by collectors.

It didn't matter if Esme saw it, with her retarded brain it was, she obviously didn't have the genetics for art appreciation.

Worse, even if he knew how to appreciate interesting things, he would not have the money to bid for anything.

Obtaining Jason's permission, Noe gives Esme the catalogue.

Esme's hand received it hurriedly. Looking at the courtyard, his body felt empty all of a sudden.

His eyes were glued to one thing only, a hair pin. A hair pin that he was very familiar with.

This was her Bounding Passion hairpin. The first jewelry given by the Emperor was this hair pin.

After a thousand years had passed, it was revealed back in this century, and became an antique in an auction?

A complex emotion raged within Esme's eyes in unison.

She had died with this hairpin in her hair, now she was revived and saw her hairpin again. It seems, fate has made them come true.

Seeing something that originally belonged to him being auctioned off, Esme could barely contain the excitement. The hands holding the catalog were slightly shaking.

However, he still refused to let go. Instead, he simply grasped with great force, making the courtyard crumpled.

His knuckle turned white due to the pressure.waves of mixed emotions swirled on his face. His lips pressed tightly until a thin line, as if he was controlling himself.

“Have enough seen?”

Jason's cold question severed everything he felt. The tail of his eyes looked at Jason, and his heart ached. “You want to submit this offer?”

“You like it?”

Seeing Jason's scornful tone, Esme knew how the man's mind worked.

“Is there any other photos?” Ignoring Jason, she answered him with a question as well.

This image showed a hairpick that looked similar to her Bounding Passion, but Esme was unable to ascertain whether it was hers or not.

After all, technology has evolved like a mushroom and advanced rapidly in this century. It is not difficult to produce imitations.

This hairpick has a very good and smooth workmanship. Even if it's not an antique, it's still worth three million over the price tag.

“If you want to see the real one, just visit the auction place next week.”

Jason's long hands stretched out and took back the catalog.

He took a quick glance at the hairpin earlier, then a faint smile appeared on Jason's face. “This hairpick is very beautiful, but you are not qualified to have it.”

Jason raised his head, looking at Esme who was right in front of his eyes. “Do you know its origin?”

“How about you?”

“It was abandoned by Empress Song of the ancient royal dynasty.”

Esme felt like her heart was about to explode.

Jason's mouth curved upwards, but his eyes were filled with ridicule. “Tell me, are you entitled to have something that used to belong to Imperial Consort?”

“What if this is indeed mine, in my first place?”

Esme clenched her fists. Seeing the mocking expression on the man's face, it felt like he couldn't bear to throw a punch until the man flew over.

But unfortunately, she could only hold back and change her tone, “If as your wife I am not worthy of having this, then please tell me. In all of Ford City whose identity is more different than mine, who would deserve it more?”

“Your identity is just a name.”

“Who said? We've slept together, and I even conceived your son before.”

Jason was originally in a good mood, but as Esme brought this particular matter, her face clearly turned grim like a thunderstorm.

“You are the most despicable and shameless woman I have ever met.” Jason's patience is gone.

“A woman sleeping with her own husband, and pregnant with her husband called despicable and shameless? Then what about women who target men who already have wives and children, seducing and flirting in front of them? Does it not include shameless and despicable as well?”

Esme did not feel the slightest trepidation.

After saying this, Esme did not want to hear anything. He turned around and returned to the dining room.

Out of Jason's circle, Esme's eyes crystallized.

Forgetit! It was merely a hair pin that the heartless ruthless Emperor had given him. It doesn't matter whether he has it or not.

Jason's body tilted slightly, watching Esme leave with a pensive expression as if he had just lost something.

***

Today, a charity auction is held on the ground floor of the Century Building.

The organizers, the guests of honor, the owners and the auctioneers had already arrived.

Although Esme was famous as the Young Madam Hall in Ford city, she was still in the invited guest ranks tonight.

Holding the antidote in hand, Esme and Emilia sat quietly in their respective seats.

While in front of them, there was Layla and Clara.

“Sister, what do you think a prostitute is doing here?” Clara's lips moved closer to Layla with a soft whisper.

“Of course he came to bid for something he liked.” Layla looked like a great Queen with a bright smile hanging over her.

Clara's face was filled with deepening hatred. “Who gave him the courage to come bargain for something? Does he have money?”

He refused the divorce papers, had no assets nor jobs or protectors. In short, he was no different from the beggars scattered in the street.

“That's not something we need to worry about.” Layla maintained her graceful and charming smile.

Clara shrugged her shoulders. His eyes scanned around, finding Jason sitting in the VIP section like a God. He lightly tugged Layla on the shoulder. “Sister, why don't you sit down with Young Master Hall?”

Layla steals a quick glance towards Jason Hall. “Dia ... is the guest of honor tonight.”

Feeling very proud, Clara said, “I heard there was a very beautiful hairpick and bracelet auctioned here. I wonder, will Young Master Hall bid on any of them and give it to you?”

Hearing their conversation, Esme's face suddenly sank. His eyes glanced at Layla with a complicated expression. He was fully aware, if Jason Hall would bid for a Bounding Passion hairpick.

Shortly after, the auction began.

Every item was auctioned off quickly and the price was high. Against other items, Esme had no interest at all.

Even if there was something he liked, he had no money.

His goal today was solely to see the Bounding Passion hair pin at the auction, whether it was his, or just coincidentally the same.

Finally, the auction on the item he was waiting for arrived.

The hairpin was brought to the stage by the beautiful female assistant. He used a striking red qipao. His hand gently carried a tray with a hairpick on it.

The hairpin was made of fragrant agarwood, simple yet beautiful and elegant. It emits a natural scent when placed in a room.

Engraved snow lotus pattern blooming decorate the top of the hairpick, perfect with dangling lotus pendants, nicely hung. The lotus pendant was made of pure green jade, emitting a warm glow.

In order to convince the guests if the item really belonged to the Imperial Consort Song of the ancient Dynasty, the beautiful assistant personally brought it down from the stage and allowed the guests to take a closer look. On his side, protected a group of elite security personnel.

Meanwhile, the auctioneer is busy telling the historical value and story behind this hairpin.

Seeing the beautiful assistant move closer to his seat, Esme's heart stiffened in anger. His eyes followed the assistant's hand without blinking.

When the assistant was close enough, Esme suddenly held the assistant's hand in spirit.

Look, but don't touch. This is the auction rule.

Esme's actions startled Assistant, she thought if Esme wanted to snatch this hairpick from her hand. Reflexively, the Assistant dodged backwards, causing the hair prick to nearly come off.

One of the security moves quickly blocked Esme's movements, blocking her from taking further action.

This commotion quickly caught the attention of the people around them, including Jason.

“Mrs Young Hall, please let go of your hands!” The security guard knew Jason Hall was present at this event, so he did not dare to accuse Esme of being rude.

Instead, Esme's attention focused only on the hairpick in Assistant's hand. Her voice trembled as she asked, “I want to see that hairpick body.”

The assistant smiled professionally and twisted the hairpin so Esme could see what she wanted.

Suddenly, Esme's face turned pale.

***