Chapter 4
Everyone in the auction room was stunned.
“What’s happening? Where did she get money to place a bid?”
“Even at a time like this, she’s still bluffing. This woman is unbelievable.”
I held my neck stiffly, my gaze never leaving the screen.
Ryan scoffed coldly, clearly convinced I was putting on an act.
Coral pressed her curves against him and spoke in a syrupy voice, “Mrs. Morgan is so amusing. Ryan already offered to help you, yet you’re still being stubborn. You must really want to climb into
another man’s bed. What a slut.”
Ryan curled his lip disdainfully, his voice as casual as if he were a disinterested stranger, as he slipped his hand inside the woman’s clothes and squeezed hard.
His action elicited a coquettish gasp from her.
“If she wants to put on a show, let’s enjoy it. She’ll only end up losing more miserably.”
“Don’t forget, I made the rules–if someone places a bid they can’t pay for, they’ll have to entertain clients for free in the auction house’s underground club for a week.”
Hearing Ryan’s words, the auctioneer immediately spoke in a serious tone:
“Miss Reed, are you certain you want to place this bid? Please don’t disrupt our normal proceedings, or you will face consequences.”
My fingers trembled uncontrollably, my jaw clenched into a tight line.
A burning dryness spread across my eyes in waves.
I forced myself to answer, “I’m certain. I place the bid.”
The entire room erupted in laughter.
They clamored for me to verify my funds immediately.
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“We need to verify your assets right now. There are too many of us here to waste time on your monkey show.”
“Mr. Morgan just showed us your account balance–you don’t have a single cent. You’ve got some nerve pretending.”
Amid the jeers, Ryan shrugged indifferently.
“Claire, why are you doing this to yourself? Since you’ve made your choice, there’s no going back now. I can’t help you anymore.”
With that, he folded his arms and leaned back in his chair, watching with amusement as the auctioneer arranged for the funds verification.
The crowd began clapping rhythmically.
The sound grew louder and louder, merging into massive waves that assaulted my eardrums.
“Verify! Verify! Verify!”
I sighed, took out my phone, entered my password, and handed it to the verification officer who had
approached me.
“Take it and check. Just remember to give it back to me afterward.”
The officer took my phone with obvious irritation, his lips curled in mockery as he grumbled.
“What a waste of time. We’ve already seen your account. You’re just making us go through this charade. No wonder everyone finds you so annoying. You deserve Mr. Morgan’s contempt.”
The others continued their gossiping and pointing.
“Exactly! This is hilarious. If she were in my bed, I’d show her seven times in one night. That would
teach her some respect.”
“Look everyone! Her legs are shaking so badly the chains are rattling. When they verify the balance is still zero, she might wet herself. I’m still waiting to bid on those thighs of hers.”
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