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The Stolen Heiress: Claimed by her Father's Ruthless Enemy. novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30: The Auction (4)

That was when the climax in the auction hall hit the roof. The people who had felt intimidated by Seith had their mouths wide open, completely in shock.

Someone else had bidded ten million dollars, that could literally be the highest the necklace could go for. I didn’t think Seith would do more than that.

"Guest number twenty bidded ten million." The host picked the hammer, ready to hit it on the table, and at that moment, I felt my life flashed through my eyes and my shoulders fell. This was it, I could never get the necklace after today. I would never find answers to my questions. I had failed my grandma, not just once, but twice.

Suddenly, a hush of silence swept over the hall, snapping me out of my thoughts. Curious, I looked around, then to the screen and what I saw next made the blood drain from my face. Fifty million! Seith had bidded fifty million!

"What?! You can’t do that. That’s exceeding the necklace’s worth!" I didn’t know why I felt angry, but fifty million on a diamond necklace was freaking too much. Even though it was important to me, it wasn’t worth that amount.

"I know the necklace is important to you. So, I will get it for you at all costs," he grinned, showing his perfect set of teeth.

"But... this is too..."

"Just relax, alright?"

I swallowed hard and forced myself to calm down. It was his money anyways. But that wasn’t what scared me, it was what he would ask for in return for his good deeds.

"Fifty million by guest number three," the host announced, raising the hammer. And unexpectedly, the numbers on the screen shot up.

Hundred million dollars.

I stood up almost instantly from my seat and stared at the screen in disbelief. What was going on? Who was competing with Seith?

Whoever it was, he was imitating Seith’s style. Who was his target? The necklace or Seith? Seith winced slightly, a satisfactory smirk playing at the corner of his lips.

"I like this game. Haven’t played it for a long time," saying that, he reached his hand to enter the next price, and I grasped his hand.

"You’re not doubling the price again, are you?"

"Yes."

I shook my head. "No, please, no... Just forget it. I...I don’t want it anymore."

He gazed at me still smirking. "I’m not doing this for you anymore. I want to play my favorite game, so would you let me, Mi Lady?"

"Please, you can play your game with another item, not my necklace. I won’t allow it."

"Don’t you want to see how this sweet game ends?" He asked, staring at me for a response. When he saw that my expression or motive didn’t change, he exhaled sharply.

"Okay, I will make you a deal. Just two more rounds. If I win, I will make sure you’re rewarded beyond your wildest dreams. But if I lose, then it’s game over for both of us too."

"So... you won’t ask anything in return if you win?"

His smug deepened, then turned to the TV. "We will come back to that."

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