The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

Chapter 82

Something was wrong.

Henry was supposed to be here. He promised. But now, his number was unreachable.

My fingers clenched around my phone, heart hammering against my ribs. Breathe, Laura.

Breathe.

The host took the stage, his voice echoing through the grand hall, but his words blurred into background noise. My eyes darted across the room, scanning every entrance. Where the

hell was Henry?

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the annual auction of Lakon City. We are honored by

interest in charity for the poor and needy!

your

He shed light on the uniqueness of sale items, thanking the sponsors, but it wasn’t of my concern. Henry’s disappearance tightened my throat. I noticed the signature, cold smile toying on Leo’s lips as he talked to his table fellows. He was back to his old self to openly celebrate his approaching victory.

Meanwhile, the auction started with vintage jewelry, fucking my brain. So, as a last resort, I texted Henry’s assistant.

“Where’s Henry, Brad? Why are you here alone?”

Luckily, Brad was in his right mind, he messaged me swiftly.

“Boss is on his way, ma’am. Please enjoy.”

Enjoy?

My foot!

My erratic heartbeat was aching my chest, running me out of patience with every passing second. I hardly composed myself during the first three item sales. But when the host announced the ceramic’s auction, I lost it and got up.

“Excuse me.”

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getting on my nerves. However, I

made the first offer for the bidding. “Fifty thousand dollars!”

smile to my face. I sat down and raised my board.

“One million dollars!”

in prize excited others, they actively participated in

“Two million dollars!”

Three million dollars!”

“Four million dollars!”

when I raised the offer to ten million dollars, the pin–drop silence prevailed in the hall, none of the bidders spoke up after that. This was the plan, a trap

the bidding process.

lightheartedly,

of the market price. Add some

won’t be wasting money.”

his glory, he walked towards

“Or wait?

one will bid now because

statement stirred up chaos in

allegation.

were offended

bidding, no one can force us to

claim, “This is business dealing, Mr.

try to manipulate the

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a scheme to thrust me into a whirlwind of criticism. He was about to flash is fabricated evidence to

knows it better than you, Mr.

a history of using such devious methods for

video of the documents Henry collected through investigation. The storm of truth immediately cleared the

icy gaze fell on dumbfounded Leo, he landed him the file, “These are the sales records from the previous

buy the most desired sports–related article every year so easily?”

didn’t even budge, he replied

Henry. With

he appeared nonchalant, unaffected by Henry’s question. So, my brother showed

footage of a secret meeting in a room, where different

the diamond necklace, and Leo, what was your call for that

were blurred for privacy, we could only see Leo, speaking with a