Amya glanced at Bertha for guidance.

“Mom, what should we do?”

Bertha clenched her teeth and gestured for Amya to increase the bid.

As the auctioneer poised his mallet, Amya intervened.

“Thirty-six million!”

A brief silence ensued.

The auctioneer exclaimed eagerly, “Thirty-six million! Is there anyone else interested in raising the bid?”

The man remained still.

Wyatt’s smirk resonated through the earpiece.

In a calm tone, Wyatt remarked, “There’s no need to continue.

young man

auctioneer declared resolutely,

erupted

Amya exchanged glances, exhaling a

the cost of thirty-six million, she

its steep price, she had finally obtained the coveted

identify her competitor, but to her disappointment,

soured as she pondered

exit, informing her, “The driver called; he’s stuck

We’ll need to wait.

Bertha nodded in understanding.

Amya suggested, assisting her in

a sense of relief

secure the jewelry in the

able to present a gift that fulfills the Miller family’s expectations, potentially jeopardizing the

this, Bertha felt a weight lift from her shoulders, and

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