# Chapter 104: The Bidding War That Broke Her Last Hope
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 104 of "The Breaking Point of Love" – a chapter that will make your heart pound with tension and then shatter it into a thousand pieces. We're witnessing a bidding war that's about to reveal the painful truth about where Celeste really stands in Trevor's world. Let's dive in!
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The auction hall buzzed with electric tension as paddles rose and fell like the hopes of everyone present. But no one's heart sank quite as low as Celeste's when Wynn casually raised the bid by an astronomical margin again.
"Forty million," Wynn announced, her voice dripping with the confidence of someone who knew exactly what she was doing.
Celeste's fingers tightened around her paddle until her knuckles turned white. Her initial budget had been set at thirty million – a generous sum by any measure, especially considering the Rodriguez family's struggling business. They didn't have disposable income to throw around like confetti at a wedding.
But this wasn't just about money anymore. This was about pride. About proving something. About Wynn rubbing her victory in Celeste's face before the night was even over.
Jorge raised the bid. "Twenty-eight million."
Celeste saw her opportunity and lifted her paddle. "Thirty million."
Her voice came out soft and clear, carrying a gentle allure that made Jorge turn his head. When he saw her, he paused, then raised an eyebrow and smiled. Celeste nodded back politely, her heart racing.
Then Wynn struck again. "Forty million."
Celeste clenched her fists.
Jorge tried again. "Forty-three million."
Celeste immediately followed. "Forty-five million."
"Fifty million," Wynn countered without hesitation.
Celeste's mind exploded. She had mentally readjusted her limit to fifty million, telling herself she could go higher. She had even considered selling the villa Trevor had given her – that property alone was worth several hundred million. Money she hadn't earned, money that had practically fallen into her lap. Why not spend it?
But deep down, she knew. This embroidery piece wasn't worth fifty million. She had the money, but she couldn't be reckless. That villa could fund something far more meaningful than winning a petty bidding war.
Slowly, painfully, Celeste lowered her paddle.
Lottie leaned in and whispered urgently, "Why don't you call Trevor?"
The thought had crossed Celeste's mind. Would Trevor stop Wynn just for her? She already knew the answer, but she pulled out her phone anyway and dialed his number.
In another part of the hall, Trevor felt his phone vibrate. He pulled it out and glanced at the screen. Wynn leaned over and saw the unknown number – just a string of digits, no saved contact name.
"A stranger?" she asked innocently.
Trevor chuckled, said nothing, and directly declined the call.
The call rejection notification appeared on Celeste's screen like a death sentence. The last sliver of hope she had held onto vanished completely. Her mind went blank.
Lottie's face twisted with fury. "Are you fucking kidding me? He actually ignored your call?"
Celeste said nothing. She silently tucked her phone back into her bag, her movements mechanical, as if her soul had already left her body.
The bidding continued to climb. Ninety-five million. One hundred twenty million from Jorge. One hundred fifty million from Wynn.
Then Jorge fell silent.
Lottie gritted her teeth and whispered into Celeste's ear, "This is the first time I've seen Jorge take a loss like this."
The Robinson family was just as powerful as the Fleming family – both top-tier aristocrats. But tonight, Jorge was bidding conservatively, rationally. Anyone unaware would think his financial strength was far beneath Trevor's. But that wasn't the case at all. Jorge was simply being smart, refusing to waste money on a piece of embroidery that had become nothing more than a battlefield for egos.
Trevor, on the other hand, was spending without hesitation. All for the sake of pleasing his woman.
With no one else bidding, the embroidered artwork was once again claimed by Wynn.
Trevor turned to Jorge with a polite smile. "Mr. Robinson, thanks for letting us have it."
Jorge forced a smile in return. "Mr. Fleming, don't mention it."
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## Reader's Impressions & Star Rating
Oh, this chapter hit right in the gut! The tension during the bidding war was absolutely palpable – I was gripping my seat, feeling every single number as it rose higher and higher. But the real punch came with that phone call. The moment Trevor declined the call without even recognizing Celeste's number? And he called her a "stranger"? That cut deeper than any bid ever could. Celeste's quiet devastation broke my heart. She's realizing that in Trevor's world, she's nothing – not even worth saving from humiliation. Meanwhile, Wynn sits there smug, knowing exactly what she's doing. This chapter perfectly showcases the power dynamics at play and the painful realization that sometimes, the people we hope for are the ones who hurt us the most.
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ **Rating: 4.9 / 5 Stars**
## Next Chapter Prediction
With this humiliating defeat, Celeste's eyes are about to be fully opened. She can no longer pretend that Trevor cares for her – his actions tonight proved that without a doubt. I predict she'll start making moves to reclaim her independence, perhaps planning to sell that villa and invest in something that will rebuild her family's business. But more importantly, I think this is the moment when Celeste finally stops hoping for love from Trevor and starts planning her revenge. And knowing her determination, when she sets her mind to something, watch out – because a woman scorned is a force to be reckoned with!
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