Novel & Cerita Potter Auction

Calla laughed softly and turned the screen toward me. I blinked at the image. It didn’t look like me. It looked like someone else—someone dangerous, untouchable. Someone almost… beautiful. My chest tightened. “You should delete it.” “Not a chance.” She winked. “This one’s going in my favorites.” —- The auction began. One by one, priceless pieces were unveiled: sculptures carved from marble, modern art splashed with neon, relics stolen from centuries. Prices climbed like skyscrapers. My stomach knotted tighter with every paddle raised.

Otherwise, a clearly counterfeit lot would not appear in the auction. “In that case, it seems like there’s indeed someone who can afford such a thing in the auction. At first, I thought that he wouldn't be able to purchase anything here!” Jake Surrey said contemptuously. Harvey did not want to bother about Jake. At that moment, he trembled slightly. After a short while, he considered a little and said, “This thing is not bad. I’ll offer fifteen dollars since I want it!” That auctioneer appeared quite helpless. ‘I just merely said that. How could there really be somebody who would offer such a price…’

“I guess we have a winner for the auction tonight. Five hundred thousand from Mr Lewiston for the d…” “Two million” a very deep, cold, and unexplainably spine chilling voice unexpectedly called out from the crowd, and loud murmurs exploded in the crowd when that amount was bidded over my head. “Does anyone want to take over from the two million? Gentlemen?” Madam Horton asked, her voice also filled with shock, and when I heard the men sighing in defeat, I knew it was game over. I'd been sold off. “That's it for the auction. Two million from Mr Rover for the doll” she announced to end the night, and with that, I heard the click clack of her heels again before it faded away.

"That plan." I unfold the paper with my trembling hands because I already know this is going to be bad, but reading it is worse than anything I imagined. Private Supernatural Auction; Lot Transfer Agreement; Luna Beatrice of Crescent Moon Pack; Starting bid one million dollars; Auction date this Friday. "You sold me," I whisper.

Alexander then proceeded to inquire about the auction's location and schedule, determined to secure the 100-year-old Pure Spirit Ganoderma. With an hour and a half until the auction, Jessie offered to show Alexander around the first and second floors, where various vendors displayed their goods. Although the offerings seemed valuable to others, Alexander found them lacking and decided to explore the second floor in search of more promising items.

Across the room, Mr Mercer observes us like a chessboard. Liam slid between us, handing me a bidding paddle. “Lot 47 just moved up. They’re pricing your childhood home, I believe.” Kieran seizes my waist with his claws. “Bid, and you declare war.” I raise the paddle. “Good.” The auctioneer hit the gavel with a piercing sound. “One million to the lady in silver,” Then Vaughn's father whispered in his ear. The heir to the Roth family flashes silver eyes as he counters, “Two million.”

Grace’s jaw dropped and Matt’s eyes were wide as I explained the encounter in the bathroom. “That’s when I got pulled along with Mordecai and they were talking about the Fluorite stockpile.” Matt frowned, “Stockpile?” I nodded, “Fluorite had stores. Whoever’s controlling it has been auctioning It off. He mentioned Devereaux Botanicals buying the last obscura rosa and cannabis sativa. Another ton of aquaria flora went up for auction, but they didn’t say where. They mentioned Felix and his Warhammer contacts…” I looked at him, expecting him to explain. Matt smirked, “I’ll explain. Go on.”

Soheila sat on a chair in front the desk while the shop attendant sat on the desk's assignated chair. “May I see the items you're auctioning?” The shop attendant said with his back straightened, and his hand clasped together. “Yeah, sure.” Soheila waved her hand, and a bunch of porcelain bottles appeared on the desk. The shop attendant looked at the porcelain bottles in an astonishment. He never expected that young lady sitting in front of him would auction this many items, a bunch of porcelain bottles that he guessed that inside these bottles are pills. The Shop attendant picked one porcelain bottle, and bend his head to thoroughly check what pill is it, and to know what purity level of pil

"Let's wait and see. Once we confirm its origin, we'll figure out how to handle it." "That's the only thing we can do now." Aria nodded lightly. The auction was still in effect. Taking it by force would definitely compromise Farshya's image. They would never take their nation's image lightly. Instead, she pulled out her phone and discreetly snapped photos of the cauldron. "I'll send these to Madden. Maybe he can help." The auctioneer turned sideways. "Ladies and gentlemen, let the bidding begin. Given its extraordinary value, the price will start at five million Lirons!"