The auction hall was plunged into a deathly silence as everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on Selina, waiting for her response.
Natalia lowered her head slightly, tears glistening in her eyes, her tone soft and pleading. "Sister, I'm begging you on behalf of those poor children in the mountains. Please, let this go, okay?"
Selina chuckled coldly, her gaze as frosty as ice. She enunciated every word, her tone laced with disdain: "Donating my mother's keepsake under your name so everyone can praise you? What a calculated move."