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Some murmurs were heard, but they soon ceased when another guest accepted the bid, raising their plaque. "We have a dispute, with ninety thousand dollars on table ten," the master of ceremonies said, excited about the course of the proposals. "One hundred and fifty thousand dollars," Arabella said in a clear tone, raising the plaque once again. "One hundred and fifty thousand dollars! Do we have a higher bid?" The guests were entertained by the auction, eager to know if there would be a counteroffer. A brief moment of silence filled the hall as people awaited the next bid. The master of ceremonies was ready to conclude the bids when a plaque was raised. The truth was that these dinners and auctions were tedious most of the time. People got bored quickly. But, for the first time, the

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