My Evil Husband
It's All Over

No ….

It wasn't his Bounding Passion hair pin.

In a daze Esme released Assistant's hand. The look of loss was apparent as he sat in his original place.

Up ahead, the auction guide explained, “Imperial Consort Song is a strong woman, fighting in the war of conquering the area with the Emperor, more legendary than Hua Mulan. This hairpin is a sign of the Emperor's love for Imperial Consort Song.”

[Mulan was a Chinese female soldier who disguised herself as a man to replace her father, who was conscripted into the army. Google―Disney Mulan.]

“It is said that Imperial Consort Song sagat is loved by the Emperor. But who would have thought, Imperial Consort Song had fulfilled his destiny on the battlefield. In the days after the death of the Imperial Consort Song, the Emperor felt sad. In Imperial Consort Song's relics, the soldiers brought back these hairpins that at that time were used by him to fetch death.”

“A few years later, when the Emperor ascended the throne, he appointed her as a first-rate Empress and was given the title Imperial Consort Song.”

The words of the auction guide sounded in her ears, sweet and beautiful. Carrying a sense of sadness while introducing the origin of the hair skewer. The way he explained, it was as if reminiscing about the great yet tragic love story between the Imperial Consort Song and the Emperor.

As Esme listened, she was gradually filled with ironic grief.

What was that?

He had died at the hands of a heartless person after the construction of the new palace had been completed. How could the truth deviate too much, wrapped around being something else where these people are.

He died on the battlefield?

It's laughable!

They even believed that the Emperor had such great love that he kept hairpins as memories.

The man even brought many concubines to the Royal Palace after he ascended to the Dragon Throne, and only spoiled the Empress. He was saddened by his death.

[The Dragon's throne is the name for the throne of the Emperor of China.]

Hearing such a story, Esme felt angry, sad and ironic that she felt together.

History has been completely distorted by this future generation.

In the VIP section, Jason's unexpectedly sharp eyes observed Esme. When he realized the woman's gloomy eyes were filled with unspeakable sadness, doubt appeared in the bead of his eyes.

The last time he saw a hairpin in the auction catalogue, he was so excited.

Now, looking at the actual item, his emotions were even more disturbed. Furthermore, the expression of sadness looked so painful like that.

In the end ... what made him really annoyed?

The story told was about him and a heartless man. Even though the contents had been twisted, reversed and deeply distorted, it still sounded very touching.

The hairpin is also a relic

his day, but not his.

Esme thought that the little jewels she had had been taken away by the palace maid who had served her.

The servants who had been released from the Palace most likely had hairpin designs imitated and reproduced outside.

Through the passage of time, similar rambur flops once again appeared in the world.

“Ten million!”

“Thirteen million!”

Esme is suddenly pulled back into the real world by a constant scream of enthusiasm. He blinked his eyes repeatedly. His eyelids trembled as he blinked the glittering mist that covered the view. Esme raised her head towards the podium.

The offer price is getting higher. A lot of people are interested in that hairpin.

Besides, hairpins are antique. Even the initial bid price was set at three million.

Unfortunately, it was not the same as his. So in Esme's eyes, it doesn't mean anything.

“Twenty million!” Layla raised her bargaining card accompanied by a clear clinking sound.

Layla really likes that hairpin. He hoped Jason would bid it as a gift for him. But the price had already increased many times, and there was no sign of movement from Jason.

How could he let something he liked fall into the hands of someone else?

“Twenty one million!” Esme suddenly raised her bargaining card.

Emilia who was sitting next to him, was instantly speechless by what Esme was doing all of a sudden.

“Ended! My God, since when did Miss have so much money?”

Esme turned around and winked at Emilia. While putting on a worried smile.

“Young Master Hall will give me thirty million in compensation. I really liked that hairpin, so I had to offer it.” Esme said to Emilia in a gentle tone, but very clear.

It was quite obvious for Layla and Clara who were sitting right in front of them.

Lifting up her bargaining card, Layla shouted, “Twenty-five million!”

“Twenty-six million!” Esme's chasing right behind Layla.

Emilia was sweating profusely. ‘Nona hasn't finished divorce papers, how can she get compensation money?’

Emilia was really very anxious. Esme bargained with so much money. What if he can't offer it? At that time, wouldn't people scold her all out until their teeth fell out?

‘Nona, do you want to show off again? But this is really a miss ...’

Jason watched with interest. The moment he heard Esme's voice called the first time, a touch of surprise adorned his eyes.

‘This woman bid twenty-six million? Does he have that kind of money?’

“Thirty million!” Layla gritted her teeth while pressing the large number she spoke.

When she raises her offer card, Layla turns around and scoffs at Esme without anyone noticing. Esme returned that smile even more arrogantly.

Want to take things from him? No way! Go to hell!

Didn't he say he only had thirty million?

Let's see if he still has the guts to raise the price of this bid!

“Thirty one million!” Esme is still chasing.

“Thirty two million!”

“I added a thousand dollars!” As if not wanting to lose the hairpin, Esme yelled and stood up.

The entire audience watched two sisters scramble hairpins.

Other than just the Andreas family, everyone also knew what was really going on. So the issue of these hairpin deals, none of them dared to bother. Everyone just watched ‘show’ quietly.

There's no more money.

At this moment, those four words were as if engraved on Esme―'s foreheadNo more money.

Layla and Clara turned their heads in unison to observe her reaction as if they wanted to capture Esme's embarrassment clearly. That idea made their hearts feel refreshed when a sense of arrogance emerged.

Before the auctioneer could call a second time, Jason suddenly raised his bidding card elegantly in the VIP seat.

“Thirty-five million.”

The whole room was silent and silent. By the time his hoarse voice sounded, it was like a magic spell, making the hall instantly freeze.

Everyone's focus turned to Jason as the man raised the offer.

A man who is charming and handsome. Holds the status and wealth that is worthy of imitation in society. No matter from which angle, Jason is perfect and.

Thirty-five million to these rich creatures is nothing.

But the person who made the offer was Jason Hall. As a result, every single person present, none of them dared to hinder Jason from owning the item he had bargained for.

Not forgetting the fact that he was a wealthy man in the city of Ford, who would be brave enough to compare money with him?

Layla was dumbfounded, her eyes turning to Jason, wondering, why did she decide to act this time?

If he bids, then this hairpin will be his. So, why did he bid on her?

“Sister, Young Master Hall has finally made a decision. She must have bought this hairpin specifically for you.” Clara's words flowed into Layla's ears like refreshing dew.

Layla's eyebrows pucker up a little. Is that really so?

“That must be because he saw Esme fighting with you, knowing that you must have liked that hairpick, he used this method, bought it for you. Not only did he put your position in his heart, but he gave you a lot of face. The most important thing is, Esme will lose face miserably here.”

Hearing these words, Layla was silent for a moment. He felt Clara's words made sense.

Jason Hall is so fed up with Esme. He certainly felt uncomfortable with Esme being by his side. Therefore, Jason decided to bid this hairpin and gave it to her.

Considering this point, Layla's smile was so sweet! His gaze gently looked towards Jason.

Esme perfected it, secretly glaring at Jason with her dagger-sharp tail before turning around.

Finally, the man still bid for Layla's hairpin.

Though he was just bluffing, chasing Layla into making higher bids and losing more money, but in the end it was all for naught after Jason had the final decision here.

He should have realized that he had been defeated in the first place by Jason's hatred for the original owner of the body.

“We're home, Emilia. It's all over.”

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