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[Starting bid at 200 thousand dollars. The system’s announced,
Charlene clicked her tongue in amazement. Even scraps worth 200 grand…
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In front of the glass wall, there were three buttons marked with 100 thousand, 500 thousand, and I million. This meant that the minimum increment was 100 thousand dollars. Standing in front of the glass wall, Samantha observed the blue amounts lighting up on the walls of the other rooms. After several rounds of bidding, the price had already skyrocketed to 1.2 million.
“Samantha, this item is pretty good. You can take it home and cook some soup for Matthew. It’ll be great for his health, and he’ll appreciate you as a caring lady. He’s bound to hold you in high regard, Selena suggested.
Samantha wanted this treasure too, but the competition was fierce among other buyers. Even after pressing the button multiple times for a 100–thousand–dollar increment, she couldn’t secure it. Ultimately, she took a bold step and hit the one million mark.
In
that
moment, the entire place hushed.
[2.5 million, going once!]
[2.5 million, going twice!]
[2.5 million, going thrice: Sold!]
Congratulations to the 19th buyer for winning a bottle of Heart Ease Powder]]
Charlene couldn’t fathom that scraps could fetch such a high price. “Yvonne, can you give me these scraps in the future?!
Yvonne looked at her curiously. “Give them to you? You can handle that?”
“You can do it for me, right?” Charlene laughed.
Meanwhile, Samantha was ecstatic that she finally secured the treasure, embracing Selena with excitement. The subsequent items were all postery that didn’t pique her interest, so she left early to go back home and whip up some soup.
By the peak of the event, two hours had already elapsed.
“Mr. Sanchez, the Heartwell Grass is here,” Marty said.
Six fresh green plants emerged on the stage, nurtured by a special elixir, emitting a refined aura.
[Starting bid at one million.)
Marty, aware of Christopher’s resolve to acquire this tiny item, promptly added a million to the bid.
Everyone gasped at the sky–blue digit displayed by Private Room 1–a million dollars. It was a clear indication that Private Room 1 taking the item home. But the other rooms refused to be outshined:
[2.5 million.]
(3 million
[3.5 million.]
14 million
Charlene watched the intense competition. “Yvonne, how much should we bid?*
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“Slap on an extra million–replied Yvonne calmly.
Charlene pressed the button, causing the total amount to insaneously shoot up to 5 million.
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The entire competitors gasped in shock. 3 million was the price for six pieces of Heartwell Grass but for just one Altogether, all six pieces amounted to a whopping 30 million.
Others hesitated to continue competing. Right when Charlene and Yvonne thought they had it under control, a significant blue number swiftly appeared on the glass wall of Private Room 1: 16 million). Witnessing this figure sent the whole place into a deeper frenzy
Yvonne and Charlene were caught off guard by the substantial bid from Private Room 1.
Not to be outmatched, Private Room 3 declared: (7 million.]
Private Room I calmly countered: (8 million)
Infuriated, Private Room 3 raised the stakes: 19 million]
Unfazed, Private Room I responded nonchalantly: (10 million.
Complete silence filled the place as spectators watched these two heavy hitters clash from a distance. Meanwhile,
sandwiched between them, the one in Private Room 2 felt inferior, wondering why they were caught in the crossfire of these two titans. It was quite embarrassing
“Yvonne, we should call it quits now. A single piece of Heartwell Grass transformed into a pill is only worth 10 million, Curlene advised cautiously, eyeing Private Room 1 warily. “Seems like a formidable player has joined the game today.”
“Heartwell Grass could save Sienna’s life. Today, I must secure it Yvonne asserted resolutely, increasing the bid by another million.
Yvonne Charlene looked worried.
[Private Room 3, 11 million.]
The other competitors gasped in disbelief as a small piece of Heartwell Grass reached an astonishing 11 million. Who is in Private Room 32 So incredibly wealthy they wondered.
“Mr. Sanchez, shall we carry on? The bidding has already exceeded the value of the medicine itself. Marry didn’t anticipate Private Room 3’s determined bid
“Proceed and increase the gap. Christopher’s tone turned cold.
“Got it” Marty pressed the button three times, each instance adding a million.
[Private Room 1, 14 million].
Charlene was on the verge of exploding. “Holy cat! Are they insane? To challenge us like this for just a few herbs? Who is in Private Room I exactly, so wealthy?” One piece for 14 million, and six would amount to $4 million–a sum not affordable for
an average person.
[Private Room 3, 15 million.] Yvonne pressed the bid again.
“Yvonne, are you really continuing?” Charlene looked at Yvonne’s slender fingers, taken aback.
By this point, the total bid had reached 90 million. Even if they produced six Heartwell pills and sold them, they would only make 60 million back, resulting in a loss of 30 million.
Just then, Christopher’s phone rang. It was William Hopkins, the butler looking after Matthew. “Mr. Christopher Sanchez.
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something’s amiss. After tasting the soup sent by Ms. Samantha that wouldn’t subside. The doctors have indicated that his com him. I urgently request your presence!”
Mr. Matthew Lynch suddenly developed a high lever rsened, and they are currently working to stabilize
Christopher squinted his eyes in displeasure. “What did she give Grandpa?”
“She claimed it was some heart–healthy supplement mixed in the soup…”
“And you just stood there?”
“I had no choice. Mr. Matthew Sanchez was thrilled to see her. He disregarded my warnings and insisted on finishing it all.”
Christopher stood up and exited the private roomL
“Leaving already?” Marty sensed Christopher’s unease. “Is something wrong with Mr. Matthew Sanchez?”
“After having Samantha’s soup, he’s in critical condition. Christopher’s voice turned cold.
“What? When did this happen? Why was Ms. Samantha Lynch making soup? And why did she visit Mr. Matthew Sanchez Marty followed closely. “Shouldn’t we call Ms. Yvonne Owens to come and check on him?”
Christopher suddenly halted and recalled Yvonne’s with the scalpel and her unwavering gaze.
The last time, Ms. Yvonne Owens saved Mr. Matthew Sanchez’s life. Don’t you have her number? Why Marty suggested.
Christopher glanced at him and then grabbed his phone.
not call and
[15 million, first bid]
Charlene held her breath, hands clasped in prayer. “Don’t bid, don’t bid…”
[15 million, second bid!]
Yvonne’s eyes scanned the glass walls of Private Room 1, noting they made no move to counter.
[15 million, third bid! Deal!]
“Yes!” Charlene hugged Yvonne excitedly. “We did it! We got it!” She didn’t expect Private Room I to bow out, unable to keep
pace.
[Congratulations to Private Room 1 for winning six pieces of Heartwell Grass!]
“Yvonne, we got them at last!” Charlene was ecstatic.
At that instant, Yvonne’s phone buzzed. Glancing down, she saw an unknown number calling. She picked up and heard a deep voice saying, “It’s me, Christopher.”
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