Chapter 278


    The see-through dress on Canary No. 9 was stoking everyone''s desire. Under her veil, her vulnerable,


    helpless expression made anyone want to be the hero for once. The auction started in numerical order.


    "Canary No. 1, pleasee forward," said the emcee.


    A young female not older than 20 years old appeared.


    "Canary No. 1 is 84/60/84, 5''43" tall, and weighs 105 pounds. She enjoys reading, listening to music,


    and traveling. Her starting bid is five million dors."


    Within two minutes, the bid reached eight million dors.


    "Nine million dors, going once."


    "10 million dors, going once."


    "15 million dors."


    "15 million dors, going once."


    "15 million dors, going twice."


    The see-through dress on Canary No. 9 was stoking everyone''s desire. Under her veil, her vulnerable,


    helpless expression made anyone want to be the hero for once. The auction started in numerical order.


    "20 million dors."


    In the end, Canary No. 1 was sold for 20 million dors, to and developer.


    "Now, Canary No. 2. She is 86/62/86, 5''44'''', and weighs 105 pounds. She likes food, watching dramas,


    and doing makeup. Her starting bid is five million dors."


    Canary No. 2 was then sold for 23 million dors. Canary No. 3 to No. 8 had very low bids as everyone


    was saving for Canary No. 9. Those who knew they didn''t stand a chance bode for someone else


    instead. For the canaries, if they failed to get a caller tonight, they would be sold again in another


    auction, albeit at a lower price. Being amodity was their fate now.


    When it was Canary No. 9''s turn, everyone stood up. Among the crowd, Benjamin and Abel stood out.


    They were so young and handsome. All other canaries could only hope to be owned by someone like


    them.


    "Canary No. 9 is 84/59/85, 5''5" tall, and weighs 108 pounds. She likes to drink tea, exercise, and


    overthink. Her bidding price is... 100 million dors!"


    A middle-aged businessman slumped back in his seat. Some fainted and had to be resuscitated by


    their assistants. And some started chugging their meds to calm their racing hearts. The mastermind


    must know how much money Benjamin and Abel carried with them.


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    "We have 110 million dors here."


    "150 million dors."


    It was a war to see who had the thickest wallet.