<b>Chapter </b>242
“Haha! Seventy million for a busted bone? What kind of fool throws that kind of money around<b>?</b><b>”</b>
“I’d love to see who’s bidding. It’s cracking me up.<b>”</b>
The constantughter in the room felt like heavy stones brutallynding on Jordan’s heart. He nearly lost his bnce and fell <b>to </b>the ground.
Upstairs, Flora was contentedly finishing off her chicken drumstick. She hadn’t intended to trick him into bidding so much; his own n to trap her had backfired. No matter how precious, that dragon bone wasn’t worth seventy million. He had made a huge loss this time.
Connor’s lips curled into a soft smile as he watched Flora, his eyes filled with gentleughter. His Flora was so adorable.
The earlier auction items were somewhat genuine, butter, all sorts of bizarre and gory items came up. That’s how underground auctions usually were; without the thrill, there was no audience. Crimson’s auction was considered a breath of fresh air,cking many sordid affairs.
“Next, we proudly present Séraphine’s crafted perfumes, a total of five bottles, to be auctioned one at a time. To those who have already won an auction, please refrain from bidding <b>in </b>the next round to give others a chance<b>,” </b>the auctioneer announced loudly. “The auction starts now, with a starting bid of ten million, and each bid must increase by at least one hundred thousand!”This belongs to N?velDrama.Org - ?.
As the auctioneer finished, the room reached its climax. Many hade to the auction specifically for Séraphine’s perfumes.
“Ten million thirty thousand!”
“Ten million fifty thousand!”
“Eleven million<b>!</b>”
“Thirteen million!”
“Twenty million!”
The bids were fierce, with amounts of money that many ordinary people wouldn’t <b>see </b><b>in </b>their lifetime <b>being </b>tossed around as if they were mere numbers.
“Forty million!”
The room fell silent at that bid. Talk about deep pockets<b>, </b>going straight to forty million!
Flora turned to look at Ray, who had ced the bid. “You want Séraphine’s perfume?”
Ray nodded. “I n to give it to Aisha.”
Flora thought for a moment and said, “For Aisha’s sake, how about <b>this</b>: you give me ten million<b>, </b>and I’ll give you two bottles<b>.</b>” Ray was startled, initially thinking Flora had two bottles of Séraphine’s perfume. But then he doubted it Séraphine’s perfumes <b>were </b>priceless treasures. How could Flora have them, and two bottles at that?
He paused, then asked, “You’re not talking about perfumes you crafted yourself, are you?”
Flora nodded.
Ray couldn’t help butugh. “Flora<i>, </i>perfume and perfume are not the same. Séraphine’s can sell <b>for </b>millions because it’s crafted <b>by </b>Séraphine. Yours… at most could fetch a thousand<b>, </b>and that’s a friend’s <b>price </b>from me.”
<b>“</b><b>Is </b>that so?” Flora clicked her <b>tongue</b><b>. </b>“I gave you a chance. Don’t regret itter.”
<b>“</b>Connor<b>, </b>you better keep an eye on your wife.”
Ray, half amused and half exasperated, ignored Flora <b>and </b>focused on the bidding. Eventually, he won <b>the </b>first <b>bottle </b><b>of </b><b>perfume </b><b>for </b><b>sixty </b>million. With the first bottle gone, everyone was eager and ready for the <b>next </b>rounds.