Chapter 242
“Haha! Seventy million for a busted bone? What kind of fool throws that kind of money around?”
“I’d love to see who’s bidding. It’s cracking me up.”
The constant laughter in the room felt like heavy stones brutally landing on Jordan’s heart. He nearly lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Upstairs, Flora was contentedly finishing off her chicken drumstick. She hadn’t intended to trick him into bidding so much; his own plan 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 gentle laughter. His Flora was so adorable.
The earlier auction items were somewhat genuine, but later, 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, lacking 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 in the next round to give others a chance,” 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!”
As the auctioneer finished, the room reached its climax. Many had come to the auction specifically for Séraphine’s perfumes.
“Ten million thirty thousand!”
“Ten million fifty thousand!”
“Eleven million!”
“Thirteen million!”
“Twenty million!”
The bids were fierce, with amounts of money that many ordinary people wouldn’t see in their lifetime being tossed around as if they were mere numbers.
“Forty million!”
The room fell silent at that bid. Talk about deep pockets, going straight to forty million!
Flora turned to look at Ray, who had placed the bid. “You want Séraphine’s perfume?”
Ray nodded. “I plan to give it to Aisha.”
Flora thought for a moment and said, “For Aisha’s sake, how about this: you give me ten million, and I’ll give you two bottles.” Ray was startled, initially thinking Flora had two bottles of Séraphine’s perfume. But then he doubted it Séraphine’s perfumes were 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 but laugh. “Flora, perfume and perfume are not the same. Séraphine’s can sell for millions because it’s crafted by Séraphine. Yours… at most could fetch a thousand, and that’s a friend’s price from me.”
“Is that so?” Flora clicked her tongue. “I gave you a chance. Don’t regret it later.”
“Connor, you better keep an eye on your wife.”
Ray, half amused and half exasperated, ignored Flora and focused on the bidding. Eventually, he won the first bottle of perfume for sixty million. With the first bottle gone, everyone was eager and ready for the next rounds.
