Rosalind White's face darkened, she raised her paddle without thinking this time, interrupting the auctioneer: "Seventy million!"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Rosalind regretted it!
At this point, it wasn't about buying something, it was about buying face!
The most terrifying part was spending seventy million on an item worth, at most, twenty million. If that wasn't madness, what was?
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Rosalind almost wanted to stand up immediately and tell the auctioneer she wanted to cancel her bid.
But at any auction around the world, bids are final, and if she truly backed out, not only would she be mocked by everyone present, she might even face a lawsuit.
Rosalind lowered her head fearfully, not daring to let others see her guilty conscience. Originally, she loathed the guest in VIP Box 1 who constantly competed against her, but now she hoped fervently to hear the blonde auctioneer joyfully announce that the upstairs bid had risen to seventy million and one!
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