The Ugly Lady Strikes Back novel Chapter 829

Emily Quest curled her fingers around his. “I heard that you came here with Mom, so I thought I could join you guys… I’m interested in the root carving exhibition too.”

Emily had made a fool out of herself during her design competition with Xyla Quest. The scandal was an acute embarrassment for the Sullivan family.

Emily’s ignorance drove Bailey Ronson up the wall. She had been treating Emily like an eyesore for the past few days because of that incident.

However, Bailey cooled off as time went by. All the good things that Emily had done for her crossed her mind from time to time, urging her to forgive Emily.

At last, she offered Emily her hand. “Let’s go then… Let’s have a look at the phoenix over there.”

Without hesitation, Emily nodded and held Bailey’s hand, heading toward the phoenix sculpture with Bailey intimately.

Tom Sullivan frowned impatiently and followed behind the two of them.

“This phoenix is gorgeous! It looks so real!” Emily exclaimed.

“Emily, do you like it?” Bailey asked.

Emily nodded. “Yeah, of course.”

“Let’s buy it then…” Bailey waved at a male staff wearing a black suit.

Then, she stole a glance at the price. It was worth one million.

The male staff immediately walked up to her courteously. “How can I help you, madam?”

“I want this phoenix,” Bailey ordered.

“Yes, madam.” The staff nodded respectfully.

“What else do you like?” Bailey turned to Emily and asked.

Emily pointed at the gazebo sculpture next to her. “This is lovely.”

Bailey looked at the price. It was one million dollars too. Without further ado, she told the male staff, “I’m taking this, too.”

Xyla did not look at Emily. Neither did she care about what everyone was talking about her sister. Her eyes were both locked upon the sculpture in front of her.

Ron Batton glared coldly at the two women, then turned to the male staff beside him and pointed at a few root-carved sculptures. “Take this cabbage, that tea table, that dragon, that peacock, and the ancient style building over there. I want them all.”

“Are you saying that you’re taking all of them?” The male staff was utterly dumbfounded, his jaw almost hitting the floor.

The same was true for Xyla.

Upon hearing that, the crowd’s attention instantly shifted from Emily to Ron.

The sculptures here cost at least a million dollars each.

The sculptures Ron had named just now were even more expensive. Each of them was worth more than two million dollars.

“Yeah, my granddaughter-in-law likes them. I’m buying them for her.” Ron gazed at Xyla dotingly.

Effortlessly and without warning, Ron’s abrupt decision had successfully diverted the crowd’s attention from Emily…