James Russo
“$80,000! Any one? Okay—.”
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“$200,000 dollars.” A masculine voice spoke and suddenly the room fell in silence.
My eyes looked around for who was it but my head snapped to the host who started to speak, “$200,000! Anyone? Anyone? Okay $200,000 one, two and three. Sold! Sold to mr James Russo.”
My eyes widened in horror.
James? James Russo?!
Is it the same James Russo thatI know?
Oh no!
I was pulled up again by my forearm and dragged ruthlessly away from the spotlight and back to the backstage. I was shivering and I was sure I looked no less than a wet dog, shivering with tears rolling down her eyes, and wet face.
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