Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 307

"I have my own way," I said in a mysterious manner on purpose.

I said so to trick him.

Roger smiled, "It's just a trivial matter. Miss Nolan, if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten about it. But it's not a shameful thing. I can tell you. But..." He paused and continued, "Can I get any benefit if I tell you?"

As expected, Roger was a businessman.

"Then you don't have to say anything. After all, it's all in the past."

I knew well who Roger was.

He forced Jeremy and Gina to an extent where they went broke and earned money by doing part- time jobs. Jeremy and Gina dared not turn to Roger. In the end, Roger took advantage of them, making them almost kill me!

For someone like Roger, I should try my best to avoid him.

I turned around and left.

Roger didn't continue to call out to me.

I walked to an intersection, planning to take a taxi home. Then a familiar black car stopped beside

me.

Patrick got out of the car. Upon seeing me, he quickly walked over and looked me up and down. Finally, he looked at the thin ankles revealing under my coat, asking, "How did you come here by dressing up like this?"

"I... I wanted to go in and have a look. Originally, I thought I could be allowed to enter by wearing better clothes."

As I looked at Patrick, Roger's words were echoing in my mind.

It turned out that Patrick was the one who accompanied me when I was in a coma.

Patrick frowned slightly, held my hand, and said, "Let's go. Follow me in."

At this time, Jeremy happened to get out of the car.

He followed us.

Looking at Jeremy, I recalled that Roger had said that only two people could enter with an invitation card. Fearing that we would be embarrassed later, I asked, "Can the three of us go in with an invitation card?"

"Miss Nolan, we have more than one invitation card."

Jeremy explained behind me.

Only after hearing this was I rest assured.

As we were about to reach Noah's center, we saw quite a few people in front of us waiting to go in.

At a glance, there were some people who were often covered in the news and whom I found familiar. After all, Patrick was a married man now.

I hesitated for a moment and pulled my hand out of his warm palm.

Before Patrick could come to his senses, I withdrew my hand away. Then he looked back at me. With my cheeks slightly turning red, I reminded him. "You are a married man."

Hearing my words, he got my point and didn't say anything else.

Jeremy, who was next to me, looked at me out of the corner of his eyes, took two steps forward, and walked side by side with me.

In this way, he and I were like Patrick's assistants.

After we got to the door, the staff just now recognized me at a glance. He looked up at Patrick and let us in without saying anything.

The large Noah Center had been crowded.

Our seats were near the front.

Jeremy and I sat on both sides of Patrick.

After I sat down, I began to observe the ones around me out of the corner of my eyes.

"Who are you looking for?"

Patrick stretched out his hand and grabbed my hand once again.

Feeling warm-hearted, I looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I met Roger at the door just now. He said that Shelton would come here."

"Oh." Patrick gave a faint response, "I'm not surprised."

We sat there for a long time. And I looked around out of the corner of my eyes. After the auction began, I didn't see Shelton.

During the auction, at first, the attendees bid for some inconspicuous advertising times.

And it was the small-sized companies in the back row with a number plate at the rear like several thousand who were bidding. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

And Patrick's number plate was No. 9 .

As time went on, the advertising time for the auction was getting primer and primer.

The host said, "The advertising time for the next auction is five seconds after the weather forecast of the national station."

It was such a prime time.

Jeremy had taken out his computer early to calculate how much Patrick could earn by advertising at this period and the price range he could afford.

At this time, some small companies began to offer their bidding price, making the price soar to 4.2 billion dollars!

If it were in the past, this price wouldn't be high. However, the market had been saturated in recent years. So everyone was calm about the price of doing advertisements.

Finally, Patrick raised his card as Jeremy input a number.

The host shouted, "No.9, 4.5 billion dollars!"

As soon as he finished his words, everyone looked at Patrick.

"No. 9, 4.5 billion dollars, once!"

"No. 9, 4.5 billion dollars, twice!"

When the host said this, I saw that Patrick dared not look relaxed at all.

As I thought that Patrick surely could win the auction...

"No. 723, 5 billion dollars!"

As the host said this bidding price, he couldn't help but be excited!

Everyone immediately turned to look in another direction.

I looked over as well.

Number 723 was sitting too far away from us.

Originally, I couldn't see who the bidder was clearly.

However, I sat on the side. And No. 723 was on the side as well. Although there were many rows between us, I turned my head and happened to see them...

I saw a man sitting in the distance. He was wearing a grey-blue suit and glasses...

I immediately turned my head and told Patrick, "Shelton, it's Shelton."

Unknowingly, I had regarded Shelton as an enemy.

Especially Roger told me that it was Shelton who had attacked Patrick's Al laboratory room today.

As for the marriage between him and me, he got it by force with the Al documents in his hands.

I didn't have any good impression of him anymore.

"I know." Patrick looked calm.

He raised his number plate as he spoke.

Jeremy input a number.

"No. 9, 5.5 billion dollars!"

As soon as the host announced the bidding price of Patrick, he immediately said, "No. 723, 6 billion dollars!"

Upon hearing this price, Jeremy looked at Patrick, "Mr. Cowell, this price has..."

"Pass."

Patrick said one word.

Jeremy understood.

Seeing that Patrick didn't want to bid further, the host began to countdown.

"Number 723, 6 billion dollars, once!"

"No. 723, 6 billion dollars, twice!"

"No. 723, 6 billion dollars, three times!"

After shouting three times, the host made a final decision and shouted, "Deal!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the audience on the scene burst into a warm round of applause!

6 billion dollars for advertising at this period was a price that had never existed before!

At this time, I saw that Patrick looked worse than before.

Jeremy kept typing on the keyboard of the computer in front of him on the side. Even so, he looked as gloomy as Patrick.

I knew that this war was getting more and more unpredictable.

Soon, the host announced that the auction at primer time began.

There were even more competitors this time. When Patrick offered his bidding price, I could tell that he was somewhat diffident.

In the end, as expected, Shelton won the bid for advertising at the primmest time at 20.9 billion dollars!

20.9 billion dollars!

It was the most shocking number since this auction was held at Noah Center.

And this time, Shelton spent nearly 30 billion dollars at Noah Center.

Tilting my head slightly, I looked at Shelton in a short distance and broke out in a cold sweat in an instant.

I never thought that Shelton, who had been with me for so many years, would be so capable as to won the bidding at an extravagant price of 30 billion dollars!

After the auction was over, everyone circled Shelton and congratulated him.

Patrick sat there motionlessly. Suddenly, he raised his hand and held my hand with a somewhat helpless look on his face, "If I have nothing, are you willing to leave this place with me temporarily and stay by my side before I rise again?"