MasukMadam Cathy suddenly froze and stared at Clairox for a long moment. Despite the noise of the police officers and guards continuing their investigation, it felt as though her world had frozen the moment she heard the young man’s voice—not the confident and composed man from earlier, but the real him… a fifteen-year-old boy trembling in fear. “My God…” she whispered softly to herself, almost too quietly for anyone else to hear. She felt sorry for Clairox. At such a young age, he could compete with adults in their twenties, carrying himself with the confidence and elegance of a grown man… but now that fear and anxiety had struck him head-on, he had returned to his innocent self. Clairox lowered his head, holding back the tears threatening to fall from his eyes. He didn’t want to appear weak, but the trembling of his hands and the shakiness in his voice clearly revealed his exhaustion and fear. Madam Cathy slowly approached him, like a mother ready to embrace her wounded child. She lo
An hour later… “Yeah! Our plan was brilliant! Hahahahaha!” a woman shouted while holding the Diamond Necklace that sparkled beneath the dim lights of their hideout. Greed gleamed in her eyes, as if she had already forgotten the danger tied to what they had done. “No one suspects that the jewelry box already contains a fake necklace!” she added, causing the entire group to burst into laughter. Their laughter sounded like the music of victory—loud, carefree, and overflowing with arrogance. But the celebration was suddenly cut short when a masked man spoke—the leader of their group. His voice was cold and filled with authority, instantly silencing everyone. “That’s enough celebrating,” he said as he stood upright and slowly approached the woman. “Deliver the Diamond Necklace to Mr. Clifford and collect the full payment. This battle isn’t over yet. Remember… one mistake and all of us will be doomed.” The four women who had earlier acted confidently during the auction exchanged silent
The woman looked at Clairox and gave him a seductive smile, as if she was hiding a secret plan only she knew. Her eyes sparkled, both tempting and challenging at the same time. She stared at Clairox for a brief moment before shifting her gaze back to the jewelry glittering beneath the spotlights—the diamond necklace currently worn by Steffie. Clairox still couldn’t connect the dots that the woman standing on stage now, being applauded by everyone, was the same woman he had seen being bullied earlier by a troublesome group in the restroom and lobby. Clairox frowned and stepped closer to the woman. He tried to keep his voice low, but the nervousness and irritation in his tone were impossible to hide. “Miss… what are you even doing here? Where’s your Auction ID? If you don’t have one, please leave before I get dragged into trouble,” he whispered, forcing himself not to raise his voice in case other people noticed them. But instead of feeling scared or embarrassed, the woman simply lif
Just as Clairox was about to approach the group of women who had entered without Auction IDs, the massive stage doors suddenly swung open. A blinding spotlight instantly flooded the hall, causing every whisper in the room to die down. Everyone’s attention shifted at once toward the center, where a woman slowly stepped into view. She wore a dazzling gown that shimmered with every touch of light, but what truly captured everyone’s gaze was the jewelry wrapped around her neck. A diamond necklace worth millions of dollars—each stone sparkling like stars fallen from the sky. “Ladies and gentlemen,” the auctioneer’s voice thundered as he slowly raised the gavel. “Here is the first treasure of tonight. Not merely a piece of jewelry, but a symbol of power, wealth, and history. And here is the auction girl who will present it before you.” The auction girl smiled gracefully as she walked, yet every step she took carried both charm and tension. The guests gasped softly, some immediately whi
Inside the Auction “Wow… there are so many people, Ma’am Cathy!” Clairox whispered in disbelief as his eyes wandered around the grand lobby. The polished marble floors gleamed under the dazzling chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, while every guest walked around wearing luxurious gowns and expensive suits. He could already feel the pressure, as though everyone around him belonged to a world far above his own. “Yes?” Ma’am Cathy turned toward him, the manager standing tall and composed as always, looking like someone who constantly had important matters to attend to. “Is this where I’ll be guarding?” Clairox asked nervously while fidgeting with his fingers. “Yes,” the manager answered firmly as she lowered the clipboard in her hand. “You’ll stand right here at the entrance of the Auction Room. Listen carefully, Clairox.” Her voice sharpened, making sure every word would stay inside his head. “The only people you’ll allow inside are those with Auction IDs.” Cathy pulled a shining
Clairox POV “Roxiel… I’ll head to school ahead of you, okay? I just need to finish something first,” I said to my twin while standing at the doorway. The house was still quiet. Mom and Dad were nowhere around—Dad had probably gone to work early again, while Mom was most likely already at the market. “What do you need to finish, twin? We go to the same school anyway…” Roxiel asked while chewing on a piece of bread. I could see the suspicion in his eyes, like he wanted to stop me from leaving. I grinned and patted him on the shoulder. “Hahaha! Don’t worry, twin, you’ll find out eventually. Just tell Mom and Dad I already left, okay?” I shouted while running out of the house. As soon as I stepped outside, I paused for a moment. I took a deep breath and suddenly looked at my reflection in the glass window of the small store at the corner. “Am I handsome enough…? Do I look okay?” I whispered to myself. I was unbelievably nervous. Not because I lacked courage, but because where I was
“You’re unbelievable, girl! You’re really the lucky one in life!” Lyka said with a playful pout as she followed Roxane, glancing at the food laid out on the long table for the pregnancy celebration. The lights sparkled all around, and everyone’s joy could be felt in the air—yet Roxane seemed to be
I’m pregnant too… why?! Levie’s mind screamed even now, even though their confrontation had already ended earlier. Meanwhile, Mrs. Vellama kept complaining about what had happened. “What that maid did was humiliating!” Mrs. Vellama muttered angrily to herself, almost shaking with rage. “She tal
"Dark, I don’t know what to say to your question," Roxane said gently, her voice almost trembling as she stared at the kneeling Dark. Each word carried weight, bearing emotions she had kept hidden for so long. She could feel every beat of her heart, as if it was speeding up with every passing momen
“Mom… what are you doing here?! Why are you here, how did you know where my wife and I are?” Dark asked his mother in confusion, shock and irritation clearly written on his face. He glanced briefly at Levie, as if she might also know something about what was happening. “Oh no, he mustn’t find out







