“Amanda. Of course, it's you. No one here has a voice as annoying as yours. Although, by now, I thought you'd be shutting the fuck up in public,” Kia retorted, and Amanda chuckled.“Bitch, don't try to be cute. It doesn't suit you. Your place is in the dirty kitchen of some old, worn-out man,” Amanda said and smiled.“And where is that useless boyfriend of yours? Your fellow liar and golddigger? Or has he abandoned you already?” Amanda asked and laughed, but Kia just drank her champagne in silence.“Aw. He must have gotten the attention of another woman and now you feel used. U wish I could say sorry to you, but you deserve to be treated like trash,” Amanda added.Kia placed her glass down and turned to Amanda.“That's rich coming from you. After cheating on him, you're still shameless enough to be obsessed with him. What does that say about you? Slut!” Kia retorted.Amanda saw how furious Kia was. She suspected that something had pissed her off and she didn't want to pick a fight she

The auctioneer, a silver-haired man named Bernard, smirked as he prepared to start bidding, oblivious to the chaos brewing in Devin’s mind. “Ladies and gentlemen! I present to you an extraordinary piece of history—the one and only Egg!”“Hold on!” Devin shouted, stepping into the spotlight, his voice slicing through the hushed excitement. The crowd turned, surprised, some with whispers of curiosity. The auctioneer raised an eyebrow, the mockery swirling in his tone. “And who might you be to halt this illustrious event? A lobbyist? An amateur historian?” The crowd chuckled, but the seriousness in Devin’s eyes cut through their laughter.“I’m Devin Stone, and I’m here to tell you that this Egg is stolen property.” His voice boomed, unwavering as he faced Bernard. “It was taken from the Stonehenge Museum last week. You’re in possession of a criminal artifact!”Laughter erupted, and Bernard smirked, brushing off Devin’s assertion. “Ah, a connoisseur of myths as well as artifacts, are we?

“Ladies and gentlemen, gather ‘round!” The auctioneer’s voice rang clear, slicing through the conversations like a blade. “We have something truly special for you today—a fragment from an ancient Scroll, rumored to hold unearthly powers and secrets long lost to humanity!” Devin’s pulse quickened. It was said to be a map leading to treasures, both material and mystical. He leaned forward, intrigued, a glimmer of ambition igniting within him.“Of course, we saved the best for last. Let the bidding begin!”“one hundred million!” Devin saidGasps rippled through the crowd. He could see the surprise etched on the faces of wealthy collectors who had expected a more timbered show. It wasn't just the prize that should have captivated them, but the sheer boldness of the first bid. “ one hundred and thirty million!” shouted an elderly billionaire across the room, waving his paddle energetically.“Two Fifty!” Devin countered boldly.“Two Seventy-five million!” The elderly man’s voice faltere