"Why the mask? Is she pretending to be some big shot?" Jason clenched his jaw in dissatisfaction towards her higher bid.
Fabian felt curious too, but nothing about the woman seemed familiar, so he signaled for Jason to increase their bid.
"Eight million."
This didn't surprise Lyna, whose goal was to lure him into recklessly spending his money.
Lyna raised a finger and nodded at the skimpily dressed woman.
A gleam flashed in the skimpy woman's eyes as she immediately shouted, "Ten million."
"Okay, we now have ten million from the lady in the back. Does anyone wish to go higher?” the auctioneer uttered in disbelief as zealous thoughts shot inside her mind. Yes! The pace is finally picking up. Please don't stop bidding now!
"Fifteen million.”
At this point, Jason blew up with rage at the masked woman whose eyes were still pinned onto Fabian. She's not even looking at the screen! It's obvious that she's not bidding for the item; she's here to wreck our plans.
Fabian figured that too, but he was more focused on finding out who that masked woman was. Why is she going against me? Fabian mused.
On the other hand, the Young sisters were oblivious to this. They were more concerned with the risk of bidding more than fifteen million on an unknown item. They advised, "Let's give up. We'll stop pursuing the item if that person raises their
bid, alright?"
A wicked smile crept onto Lyna's face. Things were going accordingly; she wanted Fabian to keep increasing his bid and spend way more than necessary over some petty little item.
The skimpy woman's bright red lips parted in shock. Those guys upped their bid to fifteen million, so are we still increasing our bid or not?
She turned her head and gasped, seeing that Lyna raised two fingers at her.
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