The reporting subordinate stepped aside. “Mr. Russell,” he said, “Mr. and Mrs. Fuller personally delivered the item to the auction house. They publicly stated the map was a chance discovery they felt unable to keep, hence their donation, with proceeds going to charity.” This would also convey their innocence to the public, countering the backlash they faced for allegedly being framed for murder because they possessed the map. This shifted public attention to the map itself.
Choosing his words carefully, the subordinate cautiously suggested, “Mr. Russell, the Fuller family is actively opposing us. Should we… neutralize them?” This should have been done long ago, but Stephan seemed hesitant.
Leaning back, Stephan replied casually, “No need. The Fuller family is already doomed.”
“Then… Mr. Russell, should we retrieve the map, which rightfully belongs to us?” The map was currently secured at the auction house, under surveillance.
In the same indifferent tone, Stephan said, “The auction is Saturday, isn’t it? Let’s use this ‘opportunity’ to see who else makes a move.”
“Understood,” the subordinate replied respectfully and departed.
Desperate to win public favor, the Fuller family launched a full-scale media campaign. Their PR team worked tirelessly, but with limited success. Those truly interested in the map remained undeterred in their ambition to control the Fuller family. The general public, however, treated the rumors as mere entertainment, rendering the Fuller family's efforts futile.
It was inevitable. The Fuller family harbored and protected Kayla, whose hands were stained with blood—an unforgivable sin. Public outrage wasn't easily quelled.
Felicia saw the news at college. She could scarcely believe the Fullers had stolen something from Stephan!
Chapter 411
Even more surprising was Myra's disregard for Felicia's warning; she'd sent the map to auction, igniting chaos and public outrage. Felicia was speechless. Was this elaborate self-destruction? Did they truly believe this would prove their innocence?
Felicia called Vincent, requesting an auction invitation. She wanted to witness the drama firsthand. Vincent, leveraging Jupiter Corporation's success and expanding network, secured the invitation effortlessly.
Saturday arrived. At 8:00 PM, five minutes before the auction, Felicia reached the venue. Initially a small affair, the Fuller couple's donation had drastically increased interest, necessitating a change of venue from a small room to the main hall. Even so, it was nearly full.
Felicia surveyed the attendees and the hall, noticing private VIP rooms on the second floor. The initial auction items—antique paintings and other antiques—failed to hold her interest. The wealthy attendees bid incessantly. Felicia chose a secluded seat. After an hour, drowsiness overcame her; she yawned repeatedly, nearly falling asleep.