I was curious about the son of the Murphy family. I looked around the auction area and asked, “Where is Mr. Murphy? I don’t see him.”

She pointed at several places around the area and replied, “The place is filled with surveillance cameras. The young master of the Murphy family is watching everything from the shadows.”

 

I pursed my lips. He sure liked to waste his time.

I looked back at the box onstage and said after a moment’s pondering, “Are you sure the Murphys won’t auction it off?”

She shrugged. “I can’t say for sure.”

“Okay. The current bid is four hundred and fifty thousand. Are there any more bids? Four hundred and fifty thousand going once, four hundred and fifty thousand going twice…” announced the host.

“One million!” someone yelled out, cracking the calm atmosphere.

The bid had come from Joseph. I was appalled and asked in befuddlement, “Mr. Campbell…”

He looked at me solemnly and replied, “Mr. Fuller has requested that I buy this box. It might be able to open your box.”

to take a look inside. But, it doesn’t matter whether I’m able to open it or

hopes that

calling for

for one million. You have both boxes now, which means double the value. They

box on its own. It was a good idea to open it. They also had value as

bid thrice and was about to bang the gavel. I was sure

a deep voice bellowed,

the crowd. The bid had far exceeded the box’s

frowned. He was about to bid a higher price, but I stopped him. “Don’t

we really wanted to open it, we could always

to spend so much money

the person who had

the front seat of the VIP section, Stacey sighed. “This must be the assistant. The boss

had raised the paddle. He was dressed in a black suit

Stacey, “How do you know

from his charisma, he had to be a successful person. He seemed like a boss to

a closer look at his clothing choices.

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