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    The bidding had already climbed to ten million when Christina calmly lifted her paddle. “Eleven million.”


    The moment Yvonne saw this, she leaned over and whispered to Moss, “Darling, this is our shot.”


    Moss let out a sneer. “Heh! I’m going to make her pay today.”


    He raised his paddle with confidence. “Twelve million.”


    Katie had been considering making a bid herself, but the second she saw Moss getting involved, she decided to sit back and let things y out. Clearly, someone else was eager to make Christina bleed money—and she was all too happy to sit back and enjoy the show. It looked like Christina was about to throw away a fortune on a set of stamps.


    Katie couldn’t wrap her head around why Christina even wanted the set of stamps. What was the appeal of collecting stamps, anyway? Not to mention the hassle of keeping them intact.


    As the bidding war raged on between Christina and Moss, no one else bothered to jump in. The rest simply watched the heated exchange with idle amusement.


    “Who’s thatdy going toe-to-toe with Moss? Does she even have the kind of cash to keep up with him?”


    “No clue who she is, but if she’s bold enough to challenge Moss, she’s got to have some serious money behind her.”


    “Who do you think’s going to win that stamp set? My bet’s on Moss.”


    Whispers rippled through the crowd as onlookers spected who woulde out on top.


    Christina’s lips curled into a faint, mocking smile, a glimmer of calction flickering in her eyes. The bait had been taken—now it was time to reel them in. She deliberately wore an exasperated expression, shooting Moss a sharp re and clenching her teeth as if she were on edge.


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    Her well-rehearsed look of irritationpletely fooled Moss into thinking he had her right where he wanted her. He honestly believed she was desperate to snatch up those stamps.


    Moss’s smug grin widened with self-satisfaction as he confidently lifted his paddle, ready to keep driving the price higher. The more she seemed to want it, the more determined he became to ruin her ns.


    “Darling, what if we stop bidding now? Let her win at this price—the stamps aren’t worth such an amount,” Yvonne whispered, trying to rein him in.


    From the start, their goal had been to trap Christina into overpaying for the item, driving up the price to bleed her dry financially. But now, Yvonne could tell Moss was getting swept up in the thrill of the game, unable to pull himself back.


    “Keep your mouth shut! I don’t need your advice!” Moss snapped at Yvonne, his voice rough with irritation.


    Yvonne flinched, fear making her hands tremble as tears welled up in her eyes, though none fell. Their original n had been simple: drive the bidding sky-high, then step back and watch Christina win, forcing her to cough up far more money than the item’s worth. But somehow, nothing had gone ording to n.<fnaf05> Official source is fin?novel</fnaf05>


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