"25 million," a man yells in the crowd raising a card in his hand up in the air, it looks like an ATM card but it was just props used for bidding.
"27 million."
"28 million."
"29 million."
Sebastian smiled as the numbers increased, "We have 29 million from that lovely gentle man there," Sebastian said staring at the gentleman and Gabriella could only find herself crying some more.
There was nothing gentle about the man who had just said 29 million, he was old, wretched and had a protruding stomach, and when he smiled at her lustfully, his teeth looked like they had not been brushed in days.
"50 million," A man's voice echoed in the shadows, he didn't raise his card up in the air, his eyes were fixed on Gabriella instead. He was dressed in a three piece suit, he looked too young and
