Highest Bidder Sara Cate Novels & Stories

However, Renee’s disregard for this tacit agreement threw them off. If they didn't bid, Renee was poised to claim every auction piece at its base price! “Okay, bidder number 7 increases the bid to 12 million, proving they've got great taste." Sarah smiled. Her professional demeanor elicited a pleased smile from the bidder. “Bidder number 12 raises to 14 million! Any more bids?" Sarah inquired. She attempted to enliven the room with her energetic voice, showcasing her exceptional skills. "We have 15 million...and now, the lady over there offers 17 million!"

Jonathan raised his paddle, and the auctioneer called out, “Ms. Lewis bids 1.1 million! Anyone offering higher?” A voice rang out from the crowd, “200 million!” The bidding intensified. Jonathan, seeing the competition, raised his paddle again, calling out 500 million. “Ms. Lewis bids 500 million! Thank you for your generosity! Any higher offers?” The atmosphere was electric as everyone awaited the next round of bidding. Caitlin raised her paddle. “Miss Vanderbilt bids 3 million! Any other bids?” Her move caught everyone’s attention. Simon and the others were shocked. “Caitlin, you want that painting?” Simon asked, surprised.

"We won! We actually won! Skylake District ours!" A surge of elation rushed through me, but I fought to keep my composure. "That's fantastic! You both did brilliantly. Dinner's on me tonight." Catherine laughed. "No way, Samuel already said he's treating us." Tempering my excitement, I asked, "What was the final bid?" "Eight billion million!" Catherine made a whistling sound. "God, I was so nervous my palms are raw from digging my nails into them. Thank goodness Samuel was there, constantly outbidding Jack. It was so intense— you really missed something amazing."

Instantly, before anyone else could move, Tamara raised her plastic bidding card high into the air. “Fifty-five thousand dollars from Miss Tamara!” the spokesman called out. Tamara sat up straight, wearing a very smug, proud expression on her face. She glanced around the room, making sure people were looking at her. She has always had the knacks for trying to get noticed. “Sixty thousand!” a wealthy older woman on the other side of the room countered, raising her card. Tamara’s face tightened, and she instantly shot her card back up. “Seventy thousand!”

She didn't hear me calling in her voice anymore, the MC who was on the side started talking and introduced each one of them and that's when the women started screaming about how much they have to offer to get the man they want. Are they serious? I couldn't help but be surprised when I saw Sara raise her hand to a blonde man who was in current bidding, "13 thousand!" She shouted as she was thrilled. "Sara! Isn't that too big for a man you don't even know and see his face?” I told her, but maybe because of the loud music and shouts, she didn't hear me again. "Okay, thirteen thousand. Going twice, going trice, the bidding for him is close!”

The brunette says with a wide smile. “There you have it gents! Miss Cindy LuAnne. The starting bid is $1,500!” Andrea speaks enthusiastically. “$2,000!” “$2,500!” “Aw come on men, you could do better than that!” Andrea called out pointing to the now posing Cindy.” “$4,000!” $5,000!” “Wow! $5,000! The highest bid of the night! Going once… going twice… and sold! To that lucky gentleman in the blue.” Cindy sashays out of the stage.

What is it that they’re trying to prove? The whole place is thrown into a deafening silence and seconds later, murmurings, mutterings and gasps engulf it. I stare in awe and bewilderment at the man who’s on the verge of becoming the highest bidder tonight. He’s sitting so confidently and relaxed in his chair, wearing a smug look that he doesn’t seem to get tired of. Our eyes are still locked, his looks are burning holes through me. My legs threatened to fail me and I got self-conscious, my heart was racing fast, you need to get a hold of yourself Sarah, I whispered to myself All I wanted to do was walk up to him and ask him how he could bid such a ridiculous amount to get a date in return. I

"She's gone crazy. This woman is really crazy. Indeed, this thing is the most tempting for alchemists." Mister Bough gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, but in the end, he did not raise the bid any further. He estimated that even if he added a few more billion, the other party would continue to increase. Judging from that woman's appearance, she was determined to go all the way. "Miss Haley, the bid has already reached one hundred and twenty billion. Mister Bough, will you raise the bid?" Sabrina's hand was already placed on the gavel. She estimated that at this point, this fiercely competitive bidding would finally come to an end.

“Oh, but it's old, unique, and valuable, every woman's desire. You won't turn down my request right, Honey? Remember your promise to me.” “1000!” The first bidder raised his number tag. “2000!” Said the second bidder. Heidi waited for the best opportunity to raise her number tag after the third person announced, “4000!” But someone beat her to it. “10,000!” Gasps spread across the hall as all eyes turned to Lucas Harrison.

The remainder of the sentence is: "She was not going to let Sarah be sold like property." Without thinking, Eva raised her hand, placing a bid. The room fell silent, with all eyes on her. Rafael's gaze narrowed, his expression disapproving. "Eva, what are you doing?" He whispered, his voice low and menacing. "$10,000," the auctioneer announced, his eyes scanning the room for other bidders. A man in the front row dressed in a tailored suit raised his hand. "$15,000," he bid. Eva's grip on her clutch tightened. She couldn't let him win. "$20,000," she bid, her voice firm.