Federico accessed the stranger for a second. He was dressed in a plain white t-shirt and black pants that made him look like a certified clown. Irritated, he scoffed and looked away. Who even let an i***t like this inside here in the first place?
“The auction begins at $20 million,” The auctioneer interjected, his eyes sweeping through the quiet crowd in expectation.
“I hope we won't be experiencing any setbacks tonight,” Federico whispered to Phoenix who nodded. With that, he raised his paddle proudly. “I bid $30 million,”
He relaxed into his chair with a brief smile, confidence brewing in him. The last few weeks had been spent by his men bribing the attendees to just act as mere viewers and not to bid. Then, to those who claimed stubbornness, he threatened them with the lives of their
