Potter Auction Novels & Stories

The car bore the distinct crest of the Potter family, a symbol that commanded respect and awe. The door swung open, and Andrew emerged, assisted by his dutiful butler. The onlookers immediately bowed their heads in deference. The Potter family's influence in Seamar City was unparalleled, their power and prestige known to all. Andrew surveyed the crowd, his voice calm and measured as he spoke. "We, the Potter family, will give Debra a gift of ten billion dollars, along with jewelry, gold, artwork, and ten percent of the Potter Group's shares. Here is the gift list."

Soon, a business owner won the Augblood Bloom with his highest bid of over $640,000. Afterward, two more tonics were auctioned, but Kayson was not interested at all. However, the highest bids for both items were rather high at more than $1,000,000. It was apparent that the people here today had inside information about the auction items and were in demand for these tonics. They were not invited here just because of their prestigious status! At the thought of this, Kayson was worried about the auction result of the Bocca Fruit. Meanwhile, the fourth trolley was wheeled to the stage.

The auctioneer announced. Then it dawned on me, what was really happening. I was really going to be sold to anyone who had the highest amount to bid. Why would I be sold, like I am some commodity? Fear gripped me, seeing the stares and glares, around me. I clinged to my gown, which was rippled, and a bit transparent. Then the atmosphere changed. The crowd seemed excited. "$2 million." I heard a woman, announce. "$5 million." A man shouted.

“Let’s go in” *********** Liam could hardly focus on the auction. His fists were clenched tightly to his side as he watched them giggling. What was so funny? Why is she laughing so much with him? She leaned closer to Noah, covering her mouth with her hand, and Noah bent his head toward her Then the auctioneer’s voice boomed, snapping the room back into sharp focus. “Next up, a rare sapphire and diamond choker from the Renaissance collection. Bidding starts at one million dollars.”

This time around, my nanny, who went to chase her off again, returned to me with a tablet. “Sir, she asked me to hand this to you. She said you would forgive her once you watched the video.” I took the tablet from her with some skepticism. There was a live broadcast playing on the screen, and the setup of the scene looked oddly familiar. I soon realized it was the same auction house where I had been brought last time. This time, it was Damien who was tied up and locked in an iron cage. Shortly after that, someone placed a bid and called Damien to the stage. His eyes were wide with horror as he was tied to the frame.

Suddenly, the door burst open, and Lucien strode into the room. “I've just received a message from Naila,” he announced, glancing at the half-unconscious Hayes before locking his eyes on me. “The auction is organized once a year by Malik Almarri. The event gathers bosses from all the biggest underworld organizations, and there are no limits to what can be sold during the auction. It can be everything—from rare diamonds to all sorts of banned weapons.” He stepped closer, his jaw clenching. “This year's auction will be held in Doha in two days, and Lillian Hayes is going to be the main item of the auction.”

Luna and Andrius sat down and waited. Luna’s target was Riverfront Entertainment. A while later, the last item was put on auction. The auctioneer announced on stage, “The last item for the day will be… Riverfront Entertainment! This company is one of the best-performing ones, and it was founded by the richest man in Sumeria, Anthony Henderson. It is already profiting shortly after operating and…” After a short introduction, the auctioneer named the price, “We will start at 800 million. Each call is a million. Let the bidding begin.”

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.