Chapter 50: Double The Price
Author: Bigsnowy
last update2026-05-01 21:49:10

Ryan turned his head to see Elena was already on her feet, standing a short distance away. The swan mask still hid her eyes, but Ryan could feel the intensity behind it.

She wasn’t smiling. Her voice carried something else now. As if she had just connected the dots between Mr. Blonir and the man who had dropped millions on a table like it was nothing.

“Ms. Elena?” Celeste’s voice interrupted,

But Elena didn’t even look at her.

Her eyes stayed locked on Ryan like she was trying to peel off his m
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  • Chapter 50: Double The Price

    Ryan turned his head to see Elena was already on her feet, standing a short distance away. The swan mask still hid her eyes, but Ryan could feel the intensity behind it.She wasn’t smiling. Her voice carried something else now. As if she had just connected the dots between Mr. Blonir and the man who had dropped millions on a table like it was nothing.“Ms. Elena?” Celeste’s voice interrupted,But Elena didn’t even look at her.Her eyes stayed locked on Ryan like she was trying to peel off his mask.Ryan didn’t speak or deny it.Elena’s lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but instead she turned toward Celeste, who held out a smaller package.It was the Crimson Tear necklace, and Elena accepted it without even glancing at the item. Her attention was still on Ryan.Then she withdrew her hand as quickly as she had inserted it.Ryan’s voice called. “Wait.” Elena was already moving away, her heels clicking softly as she walked toward the door.Ryan stepped after her, b

  • Chapter 49: Declaration

    With the transfer done, the documentation process moved faster than Ryan expected. Celeste worked efficiently, almost ruthlessly, urging her colleagues forward with short instructions and quick gestures. She didn’t treat the paperwork like a formality but rather like a ritual, and every signature, every fingerprint, and every verification was carried out with precision, as if even the smallest mistake could cost someone their life.And in a room filled with masked winners and million-dollar items, Ryan understood why any mistakes here could lead lawsuits, or even something more dangerous.Ryan watched the gloved staff move their hands with their eyes alert. The man in the grey suit confirmed the transfer twice, checking the financial record on his tablet and cross-referencing it with the printed documents.Celeste leaned toward him, her voice low. “Funds confirmed?”The grey-suited man nodded. “The transaction has been verified.”The words felt heavier than they should not because it

  • Chapter 48: Card Declined?

    Celeste’s smile returned."Thank you all for waiting,” the man announced, in a smooth voice. “We won’t waste any more of your valuable time. We will now begin the transaction process and documentation for your purchased items.”The group nodded in unison.Celeste moved toward a long table, placing several folders down. The man continued. “Please understand that for items of this value, our process includes verification of identity, confirmation of funds, and signature documentation. Once completed, your items will be transferred to private security transport or to your chosen delivery method.”The hawk-masked man muttered, “As it should be.”The silver-masked woman rolled her eyes.Celeste began distributing documents.One folder for the woman who purchased the painting. Another to the man who bought the pistols. Then she approached Elena.Elena accepted hers.When Celeste reached Ryan, her smile shifted. It was still professional, but there was something else beneath it, and Ryan co

  • Chapter 47: Auction Winners

    That wasn’t a rented guard. He moved like a trained killer and who would kill without hesitation. Zoula swallowed hard. “That is Ryan,” she whispered to herself. “I know it.” She turned back toward Christopher, and something dark flickered in her eyes. “Don’t ever interrupt me when I talk." Her voice dropped into a warning. Christopher blinked, surprised by her sudden tone, but before he could reach her Zoula stood up with her chair scraping against the floor. Without waiting for his reply, she walked away, her dress swaying like a storm. Christopher quickly rose after her, embarrassed. “I’m sorry, baby,” he called softly. “Come back. You’re overthinking.” But Zoula didn’t stop or look back. She disappeared into the crowd, leaving Christopher standing there. Meanwhile, Ryan and Marcus reached the hallway leading to the verification rooms. The corridor was quieter, lined with marble walls and gold-framed paintings. The noise of the auction hall faded behind them, and at the

  • Chapter 46: Verification Room

    Whispers continued roaming through the auction hall long after Celeste’s gavel struck the final confirmation. The watch was sold, but the number still hung in the air like smoke. “Ten million dollars!” No matter how many times the crowd repeated it in hushed voices, it still sounded unreal, like the kind of number that belonged in newspapers and scandals not spoken aloud in a room full of masked elites. People were no longer watching the stage again, but rather the figure at table 4. Their curiosity was piqued, and the hall buzzed like a disturbed beehive. Some guests leaned toward each other, whispering behind gloved hands. Others openly stared, while their masks hid their expressions. Nobody pretended because this wasn’t just an expensive purchase, but rather an insult directed at a man like Nikolai. In their world, humiliating someone like Nikolai was like lighting a match in a room filled with gasoline. A group of men in the middle row whispered to each other. “I can’t beli

  • Chapter 45: The Bid 3

    She paused, letting the silence stretch until it felt suffocating. “This item was formerly owned by the late Mr. Thomas Wright.”Ryan’s breath caught in his throat; his father had died, leaving behind a company, a legacy, and a storm of enemies Ryan hadn’t even known existed.Celeste turned toward the velvet-covered pedestal in the center of the stage. “A watch,” she said. “From the Lost Watchman series. One of only three ever made.”The attendants rolled in the pedestal forward.The room leaned in as if pulled by gravity.Celeste reached for the velvet slowly, making it a ritual, and then she pulled it away.The watch sat on a black cushion, all in gold and heavy with craftsmanship.Its face gleamed under the spotlight, engraved with tiny markings so precise they looked like art rather than time.Celeste’s voice was almost reverent as she explained. “The Lost Watchman series was crafted by a Swiss master watchmaker who died before completing the fourth piece. Only three exist. One is

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