Chapter 677: How Could There Be Such a Considerate Husband in the World?

Chapter 677: Chapter 677: How Could There Be Such a Considerate Husband in the World?

The rules clearly stipulated that bidders were responsible for every bid they made. They were not allowed to retract their bids and would be held legally liable.

Additionally, some auction houses required bidders to submit a deposit.

If a bidder defaulted on payment after winning an auction, their deposit would be forfeited without question. They could even face serious criminal charges. The security deposit the auctioneer had just mentioned was exactly that—a deposit.

Mrs. Yates panicked when she heard this and, with no regard for her image, shrieked at the auctioneer, "Didn’t you hear what I just said? Annabelle Linton tripped me! She’s the one who tripped me!

"If she hadn’t tricked me and tripped me, I wouldn’t have dropped the vase! If you want money, I don’t have a single cent! If someone has to pay, make Annabelle Linton pay for it! She’s the one who broke it!"

Annabelle Linton whirled around in Leona Grant’s arms and retorted angrily, "Mrs. Yates, don’t push it too far. What just happened was a complete accident. Not only do I have no grudge against you, but even if I did, do you really think I’d be stupid enough to do something to you in front of all these people?"

"We’re all here for a good cause. The goal is charity. If you can’t afford it, I’m perfectly willing to pay for you. We can just treat this whole vase incident as an accident and not hold anyone responsible."

"But for you to act like this is just unreasonable, isn’t it? Do you think I’m some kind of pushover? No, I’m not taking the fall for this today. If we don’t get to the bottom of this, even jumping into the Grivan River wouldn’t wash me clean! Pull the security footage! Pull it right now! You have to clear my name!"

Seeing Annabelle Linton’s fearless expression, Leona Grant knew she was completely certain of her innocence.

He had observed this woman, Annabelle Linton. She would never take a risk unless she was absolutely sure of the outcome.

Leona Grant wrapped an arm around Annabelle Linton and said in a low voice, "Investigate. We must get to the bottom of what happened today. If it was my wife’s fault, well, you just slapped her, so it would be understandable if she tripped or pushed you. I’m sure the magnanimous Mrs. Yates won’t hold a grudge against a junior."

"Furthermore, I will bid on all remaining items in this auction in your name, Mrs. Yates, at twenty times their starting price as an apology. I will also compensate you with one billion for emotional distress. I hope you will accept it so we can avoid any bad blood. But if the fault lies with someone else..."

Leona Grant’s gaze turned icy as he looked at Mrs. Yates, enunciating every word. "No one is allowed to harm Annabelle Linton, in any way, for any reason. Whoever dares, I will make them regret ever being born."

When Leona Grant said this, everyone was not only shocked but also felt like they’d just been force-fed a dose of PDA!

’Damn it... with those words, Leona Grant was protecting Annabelle Linton so completely!’

’If it was Annabelle Linton’s fault, he’d chalk it up to her being young and foolish, and since Mrs. Yates had struck first, it was understandable. He was willing to pay to make the problem go away. But if it wasn’t Annabelle’s fault, he would make sure the other person would be in for a world of hurt!’

’Ah! How could such a considerate husband exist in this world?!’

The crowd turned to look at Mrs. Yates, their expressions full of schadenfreude. ’How dare she pick a fight with the Grant Family?’

’You think you’re so tough? Then go on, fight them! Got the guts? Keep up that arrogant act! People like her are the absolute worst.’

’Remembering her arrogant swagger when she bid thirty million for the vase, and now seeing her looking scared to death... it’s just so satisfying to watch!’

A shiver ran down Mrs. Yates’s spine, a chill seeping deep into her bones.