“I offer ten million for this painting!” No sooner had the auctioneer’s words fallen than Christopher doubled the price in the blink of an eye. I silently counted how many zeros were in ten million before nudging him lightly and whispered, “Why are you offering so much money when I drew this myself? We can’t be buying it and hanging it at home, can we?”

 

“Your painting is priceless to me.” Christopher flashed me an indulgent smile.

 

“Anyway, stop bidding on it, okay?” The moment my words fell, someone called out a bid of fifteen million, so Christopher again hollered, “Twenty million!”

that you’ve got too much money, you can give it to me. I’ll help you deposit it in the bank. And if you like

to twitch, giving him a devilish and nonchalant air. “You told me there are two vague silhouettes in the shadows that represent us, so

the familiar voice drifted into my eyes, I couldn’t help shifting my glance to Isabelle. She had her back to me and

attending the auction to join in the fun and donate some money to gain a good reputation in the first place, so if someone took

bidding paddle

 

Christopher

to eighty million, I tugged at his sleeve. “Forget it, Chris. Don’t increase the bid anymore since she wants to buy it. The

handed me the bidding paddle. In other words, he was handing

 

affectionate when she saw me gazing at her. In the end, I put down the bidding paddle and said to Christopher, “You’re right. I shouldn’t be sulking

that, Christopher flashed me a pleased smile. “I’ll go with

auctioned after that were by renowned painters. The longest painting was three meters long and was auctioned off at

tremendous success, Ms.

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