Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 85: Banshee Over A Witch

"Yes, you two beautiful ladies," the emcee continued. "All the young women here are invited to participate in the first bidding of the charity gala, and you both are included. Please join the other beautiful ladies at the front."

"Would it be rude to say no?" Natalie muttered under her breath.

"Let’s just go see what this is about," Mia urged, pulling Natalie along as they walked toward the center of the hall. A few young women from wealthy families were already there, including Briena, who stood confidently at the front.

"Great," the emcee said, smiling as he gathered them. "We have five beautiful young ladies here. The first bidding of the night will be to claim the honor of the first dance. The man who bids the most on any of these five young ladies will have the privilege of sharing the first dance of the evening with the lady of his choice."

A round of applause filled the hall as the men eagerly prepared to bid on the women standing before them.

"What the hell is this?" Natalie whispered to Mia, angrily. "Are we an object to bid on."

"I’d love to smack that emcee in the head," Mia muttered, equally annoyed.

Briena, standing nearby, leaned over and whispered snidely, "Don’t worry, Natalie. I doubt anyone would bid on you—at least, no decent man."

Natalie ignored the jab, keeping her composure, but Mia wasn’t having it.

"Why don’t you shut your mouth, Briena? It stinks. You better hope the guy who bids on you doesn’t pass out from the stench when he dance with you. Though, with your fiancé bidding on, I guess that bastard deserves to faint."

"You—!"

the emcee’s voice cut through the tense exchange, drawing everyone’s

which one will fetch the higher bid, but let’s

for Mia Wilson!" called out one of

for Mia Wilson,"

"If I knew a simple ten minutes dance with you is worth this much, I’d have auctioned off one of

back, "If I could keep that amount, I’d dance happily as well. We need capital for our new

voice echoed through the hall. "Three hundred

source of the voice. Steve Davis, son of one of the four wealthiest families, stood confidently in his expensive suit, his gaze fixed solely

"Anyone want to raise the bid

it was a lost cause, he would only take the bid to higher mark. He was not only wealthy but rumoured to be linked

who stood unflinching, his expression calm and composed.

once... twice... and sold!" the emcee declared. "Mr. Steve Davis wins the bid to dance with Ms. Mia Wilson. However, we’ll see if they will be the couple to open the first dance of the evening. Ms. Mia, please stand with your dance

over to Steve, standing beside him with barely concealed annoyance. Fine. I’ll tolerate this jerk if it keeps Grandma quiet for a

fetched impressive bids, though none as high as Mia’s,

sisters!" the emcee continued, his tone filled with anticipation. "First up, we have Ms. Briena Ford—our beautiful star, renowned pianist, and the upcoming star in one

radiating. Her gaze drifted toward Ivan, who was watching her—though his eyes flickered to Natalie every now and then, as if against his will. It made Briena angry, but she hid it behind

not wearing any fancy, limited edition dress