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.

man

declared

applause erupted in the

Amya exchanged glances, exhaling a

the cost of thirty-six million, she secured the carved

steep price, she had finally obtained

but

expression soured as she

concluded, Amya guided Bertha towards the exit, informing her, “The driver called; he’s stuck

We’ll need to wait.

Bertha nodded in understanding.

Amya

intense competition finally over, a sense of relief washed

to secure the

a gift that fulfills the

weight lift

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