My Aloof Husband, Mr. Drexler, Dotes Me Excessively-Chapter 136: He Was Still Provoked

But she didn’t expect that today Noah Drexler was being stingy.

It seemed that today not only would her violin not be returned, but she would also have to sell it...

Thinking of this made her feel terrible.

However, just when Summer Shawcross was waiting to lose this bet, a familiar voice suddenly echoed in the hall.

"I bid ten million for the recent Half Moon Serenade."

At the entrance of the hall, a young man dressed in a gray suit with an elegant demeanor slowly walked in.

Since the moment he entered, his gaze carried obvious hostility as he looked at the man with the stern face.

"So it’s Mr. Hughes. Mr. Hughes’s bid is truly generous. It seems the lady behind the curtain is very lucky to gain your favor." The host looked at Dustin Hughes with some surprise, not expecting that he would be willing to bid ten million for a lady whose face couldn’t even be seen.

"Ten million is merely a fraction of what that lady’s talent deserves." Dustin Hughes smiled mildly, then looked toward the silhouette behind the curtain with a glimmer in his eyes.

Since he had known her, she had been very passionate about music, skilled in multiple instruments.

He would forever remember how adorable and captivating she looked the first time he saw her play the piano.

Yet over the years, he had never wanted to admit that his heart had been captured by her since the first time he saw her play...

He recalled that she used to dislike melodies with melancholy, preferring to play beautiful, lively tunes.

But now, she could also play such a sorrowful piece so brilliantly...

Thinking of this, his heart felt a bit bitter.

Dustin Hughes turned to look at the cold figure sitting discreetly in the corner of the hall.

"It seems Mr. Drexler wasn’t willing to bid for that girl. Since you don’t need her, why not leave her to someone who can appreciate this tune?" He said this with a smile, but his eyes were filled with hostility toward the other party.

Listening to Dustin Hughes’s voice, Noah Drexler’s face darkened, his gaze becoming even colder.

"Whether I need her or not is none of your concern, because... you can’t beat me." He pursed his thin lips, his eyes full of disdain for the other.

He had never considered Dustin Hughes as a rival, yet why, when he stood up openly for her at this moment, did it still infuriate him?

"Fifty million," Noah Drexler’s cold voice rang out again.

The bold fifty million shocked the people present.

Though to Noah Drexler, fifty million wasn’t a significant sum, the fact that it was spent on a woman whose face hadn’t even been shown was unexpected.

This differed from the rumors about Noah Drexler, an unyielding, eccentric, and ruthless individual, perhaps precisely because of his peculiar nature.

Noah Drexler’s additional bid surprised Dustin Hughes, prompting him to clench his hand into a fist at his side.

After a moment, he displayed a smile, completely undaunted as he looked toward Noah Drexler.

"It seems I’m compelled to see this to the end today."

Just as Dustin Hughes was about to bid again, a person dressed as a waiter hurriedly approached him, whispered something in his ear.

Upon hearing the waiter’s words, Dustin Hughes’s expression froze, and after glancing at Yancy Shaw’s empty seat nearby, his face changed.