Not Where I'm Meant to Be

"The next item that's up for auction is former heiress of Murphy Group, Sarah Murphy's first night."

My eyes flew open as the burning sensation in my gut suddenly disappeared.

I was at the auction where my childhood crush, Sarah Murphy's first night, was being auctioned. As I looked around the familiar surroundings, I realized that I had been reborn.

Sarah, who was standing on stage, shot pleading looks at me. However, I ignored her this time, keeping my head down and fiddling with my phone.

In my past life, I had immediately paid an exorbitant amount of money to save Sarah the moment she stepped on stage.

Sarah and I had been engaged ever since we were children.

The Murphys were incredibly grateful that I had saved her and arranged for us to get married immediately.

I happily agreed since I had been nursing a crush on Sarah since we were kids.

However, Sarah always looked at me coldly after we got married.

I thought that her change in behavior was due to how her family circumstances had changed, so I did my best to treat her even better.

Everything changed when the twins, whom she had with her first love, poisoned me. Not only did she leave me to die, but she also criticized me.

"Kevin and I would be together now if you didn't emotionally blackmail me. Do you know why I refused to sleep with you? It's because every second that I spend with you makes me unbearably sick. The four of us can finally be together now that you're dead."

Only then did I realize that Sarah hated me with every fiber of her being.

"200,000 dollars!"

"300,000 dollars!"

I was snapped out of my thoughts by the sounds of the guests calling out their prices.

Those who had bid on Sarah were mostly middle-aged CEOs with rotund figures.

Sarah looked like she was on the verge of tears as she stood on stage. When we made eye contact again, she looked as if she had just found a lifeline. Her eyes shone with pleading.

However, I just maintained my calm expression and made no move to call out a price.

In the end, Sarah's first night was sold for one million dollars. The buyer was Bolton Group's CEO, William Bolton, a man who was in his 50s.

Sarah crumpled to the floor.

William had a notorious reputation within the circle. Although he was rather old, he had a salacious appetite and had a tendency to ruthlessly torment the young and pretty women who spent the night with him.

William ordered his men to take Sarah away.

Sarah's eyes burned with unbridled hatred when she walked past me. I had seen the same look in her eyes in my past life when she didn't lift a finger to help me when I was dying. I didn't expect to see it again so soon in this life.

"Why didn't you save me?" she demanded.

The expectant and questioning tone of her voice clued me in that she had also been reborn.

"My apologies, but I'm not interested in your first night," I said with a smile. "However, I am pretty interested in the current item that's being auctioned."

I pointed at the gemstone necklace that was currently on display on the stage before raising my paddle and calling out the highest price for it.

Sarah's temper exploded.

"We grew up together, and we've been engaged since we were kids. How dare you stand on the sidelines and do nothing when you could have saved me? You would rather buy a stupid necklace instead of buying my first night?"

I scoffed. "Your first night barely has any value while the necklace is the real deal."

"You!"

Sarah's eyes burned with fury as she glared at me. She never expected me to say such things when I had always listened to her every word in the past, and she was rendered momentarily speechless by my sudden change in behavior.