Chapter 12
Author: fizzy
last update2025-02-14 01:25:05

Suddenly, the host of the auction event walked onto the stage. He was an average-height man, white-skinned with greying hair.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. It is time to begin the event of the evening." He announced.

"According to the rules of the event, the highest donator will get the priority of acquiring the retirement home property, which includes the entire land segment owned by the retirement home." He added.

"That sounds great. Although, it seems you have a lot of competition." Marcus Roberts said to Emily.

"Yeah, they all seem pretty determined, or else they wouldn't be here." She replied plainly.

"How much did you intend donating?" He asked her.

Emily heaved a sigh, keeping her eyes on the host.

"Enough to leave a huge gap between myself and the other competitors. In fact I am willing to donate more just to make sure I acquire that land back for the nursing home." She replied with determination.

Upon entering the hall, Amanda and Benjamin scouted the room for available
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