"Two million and one for the first time..."
"Two million and one for the second time..."
"Two million and one for the third time..."
"Bang!" With the strike of the gavel and the auctioneer's proclamation of "Sold," everyone finally snapped back to reality!
"Damn! Can that even happen?!"
The auctioneer wiped the sweat from his face; just making eye contact with Mr. Russo was more exhausting than standing on stage for eight consecutive hours!
Fine!
How could it not be fine?!
After all, it was their own item, and they even added an extra dollar for charity!
How could it not be alright?!
For a moment, everyone was confused, their gazes drifting back and forth to the backs of Joel Russo and Arabella Vanderbilt's heads.
Had Mr. Russo really not gotten angry after being outbid?
Was raising the bid by just one dollar a meaningful gesture, or was it merely an accident?
Some scratched their heads—whose accident could be this bizarre?
