Chapter 295

Vivian was just about to needle Matthew Drake a bit more, but the auctioneer, like he was scared Alexander might change his mind, slammed the gavel hard three times and shouted, "One million for the first time! One million, second time! One million—sold! Congrats to Mr. Brooks!" Vivian: "…" If it weren’t for having to save face for Alexander, she totally would’ve stopped him from jumping into this pit. And of course, just then, Matthew turned around and gave her a polite smile. “Congratulations, Miss Grant.” That smile? Vivian shot him a sideways glance, totally convinced he was mocking her. In her head, this guy’s score just dropped hard—again. Completely clueless that he’d just annoyed another woman, Matthew flashed another charming smile at her cold expression, even gave a tiny toast with his wine glass. Mhm. This ‘miracle doctor’ really was the aloof and cool type. Not your average woman, huh. Vivian clenched her fist, seriously holding herself back from punching that smug face of