The auctioneer practically vibrated with excitement, shouting:[]
“Mr. Thorne bids five million!“[]
I turned to him, confused, lowering my voice:[]
“I thought we agreed I’d get this snow lotus?“<b>]</b>]
He knew damn well how badly I needed it to save my father’s life.
Damien’s dark eyes dropped.[]
“Aria scraped her hand. Cut her some ck this time–I’ll find you other medicinal herbs.“[]
But there wasn’t time for that! Every day we dyed was another day Dad teetered on death’s door.
Besides, Aria’s “injury” was barely a scratch–it’d heal on its own in an hour![]
Aria poked her head out, sticking her tongue out yfully:[]
“Sorry, Vera! Mr. Thorne just cares about me sooo much.“[]
I gripped my paddle tight, fury boiling over as I shouted:[]
“Six million!”
Aria smiled sweetly. “Sis<b>, </b>I’ll just add one–more dor then.“]
The crowd snickered, whispering:
“Is it just me, or is Miss Sterling totally ying with her like a dog? This is hrious!”
“Vera needs to quit while she’s behind. Like she could ever beat Miss Sterling.“[]
I clenched my teeth and raised my paddle again.[]
“Seven million!”
“Seven million and one~“]
The auctioneer was practically seeing dor signs. It’d been ages since he’d seen bidding this intense.[]
“Eight million!”
My heart pounded. Eight million was my absolute limit.]
I nced over.]
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Damien had been indulging Aria this whole time, but now he took her paddle away.[]
Maybe he still had some sense left.[]
I’d barely rxed when I heard Damien’s cold voice: “Nine million!“]
My brain exploded.[]
The auctioneer’s grin stretched from ear to ear as he looked at me expectantly.[]
“Miss Bet, are you still in?“]
I looked at Damien, so sure of his victory, and slowly exhaled.[]
Since they wanted to back me into a corner, I’d stop ying nice.[]
Ten million.”
The room went absolutely wild.[]
Ten million for some flower? That was certifiably insane.[]
Even Damien raised an eyebrow, surprised.[]
He hadn’t expected me to have that kind of liquid cash.[]
With stakes this high, the auctioneer quickly called a recess to check with the higher–ups.
Aria crossed her arms with a sneer:
“Vera, you better not be writing checks your ass can’t cash. Gonna <b>be </b>real awkward when you can’t pay up.“]
I smiled coldly. “Don’t worry. However broke I am, at least <b>I </b>spend my own money.“]]
“You-!” Aria’s sweet face twisted with rage.]]
Damien’s imposing frame blocked her, his voice carrying a warning.[]
“Vera Bet, watch yournguage.“]]
“I’ve transferred half my shares to Aria. She’s got every right to do whatever she wants now.“<b>]</b>]
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