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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Henry’s delay was getting on my nerves. However, I

offer for the bidding. “Fifty thousand dollars!”

a joyous smile to my face. I sat down and raised my

“One million dollars!”

in prize excited others, they actively participated

“Two million dollars!”

Three million dollars!”

“Four million dollars!”

pin–drop silence prevailed in the hall, none of the bidders spoke up after that. This was the plan, a trap to make me the

bidding

lightheartedly,

the market price. Add some

won’t be wasting

he walked towards me and

“Or wait?

because of the former

stirred up chaos

allegation.

were offended by

one can

“This is business

wannabes try to manipulate the results every year,

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Leo had finally revealed the darkness of his heart, devising a scheme to thrust me into a whirlwind of criticism. He

one knows it better than you, Mr. Leo aka a desperate

such

Henry collected through investigation. The storm of truth

landed him the file, “These are the sales records from the previous five years annual auction, Mr.

buy the most desired sports–related article every year

budge, he replied to him confidently,

simple, Mr. Henry. With money!”

by Henry’s question. So, my brother showed him the mirror

secret meeting in a room, where different men were planning to cheat for today’s

for the Tiara, sixty million dollars for the diamond necklace, and Leo, what was your call for that esthetic ceramic

we could only see