Chapter 22: A wretch?

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 Emily's POV  $50,000 for a start? Did I hear that right? My jaw just hung open.  The host’s voice rang again. “So, who is going to be our first bidder? Starting from $50,000.”  I looked around. Were people actually going to bid at that price? That was… insane. My stomach fluttered. I could barely even imagine spending that much on a single piece of jewelry.  Then I felt Tyler’s hand brush against mine across the table. He gave me a small, reassuring squeeze. I looked at him. He just smiled   I turned back to the room. A few paddles raised high, and whispers of numbers floated around me. $55,000… $60,000…  My head was spinning. I could feel Vivian’s eyes on me from across the room. She looked like she was ready to pounce.  And then someone from a table in fron

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