Mr Billionaires Secret Baby

Chapter 88
With the first two segments of the auction coming to a close, I was feeling rather victorious after having gone head to head with a few people in the room for the marvelous emerald necklace that was show cased. It twi nkled delicately beneath the lights and even from half way across the room. I could spot the details of it.
It definitely costed me a pretty penny but it was once in a while sort of impulsive, adrenaline kicking sort of thing.
When it had been announced that the third part of the fundraisers agenda was going to be revealed later on, I much like every one else, had come to assume that perhaps it involved unusual trinkets or subjects that would be brought up. I was expecting things like destination holiday tickets, or one of kind experiences, or even insightful tours. But that had not been the case.
In fact, it had been entirely far from that and was more berserk than I could imagine. The MC announced that a select few women would be chosen and, once their name had been called, they should maintain an open mind while heading
back stage:
Initially, I thought that they had wanted these chosen women to serve as a carrier for smaller items to be brought on to he stage and be auctioned with the intention of enticing the interest of the wealthy men provoking them to bid on the visual interest more then for the actual item.
Well, If I was being honest, I was not too far off in my guess. However, there was no experience nor tickets nor fancy stays to be auctioned of. No, No. It was the woman themselves. What other way to get the lustful man to cough out some extra cash then by offering them the tantalizing women attending tonight.
As much as I was rather unsettled by this, I wasn’t entirely upset. It was just shocking that such a prestigious even would resort to such means. Nevertheless I overlooked it and reminded myself that it was for a very good cause and went on
with it.
I gathered with the other women behind the curtains that concealed us from the seated crowd and we stood in line but I kept trying to switch places with people behind me so I could go after them thus delaying my appearance but I gave up when I started getting stern, disapproval glares.
Due to my lack of success, I was now second in line with Kylie right in front of me. There had already been four women who had went out on stage and raised a combined total of $350k between them.

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Chapter 88
“This is exhilarating. I can’t wait to go out there.” Kylie squealed and I but back a laugh.
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Where as every one nervous, she was far from that. She threw me a look then proceeded to peak through a slivered opening of the curtain.
“Oh, I hope Harrison bids on me and takes down any others who are delusional enough to stand a chance.” Kylie moved up ahead as the woman before her went on stage.
That was how the system of the auction had been so far. Each man was eager to have a dance and dinner with the ladies they had bargained for and some of them were willing to drop copious amounts of money if it mean they got a chance with the woman that appealed to them.
It was totally expected by now that two men would bargain for the same female which worked because it mean that the price went up and up until one of the two back out. Men were egotistical creatures and neither one of them wanted to face defeat until it was too late.
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Each time a bought of nervousness courses through me, I reminded myself that this was for a good cause. Kylie had made her appearance on stage leaving me next in line. There had been some back and forth between two men that I didn’t quite make out from their voices but judging by the satisfied look on her face when the gravel hit the plank, I assumed that she was bargained for by Harrison.
Once Kylie had left the stage, the MC looked at me expectantly waiting for me to come out on to stage and reveal myself to the hungry men of the room. I inhale deeply and focussed on not falling bit that I was uncoordinated or anything but I felt like a cattle being hoisted on the market for sale.
It’s for a good cause. It’s for a good cause. I changed that over and over again before reminding myself of how good I looked this evening.
My dress had accentuated my body perfectly from the delicate neckline showcasing my chest to the way it hugged my gentle curves and sna tched in my waist. The sooner I got on that stage the better it would be for me.
Presenting herself on stage now, we have the ravishing Sophia Miller.” I stepped in to the spot light and on to he stage just as I heard a hush of whispers crawl through the room.
With each step I took to the middle of the stage, my left leg revealed itself from the slit of dress showing all of it before it disappeared until I look another step.
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