The room buzzed with curses, but Andrew tuned them all out. Elsie, however, grew increasingly anxious. She was almost certain now that the guest in Suite No. 3 wanted her for himself.
In Chetvine, she was just a lowly auctioneer, and this city was crawling with powerful men. If one of them set his sights on her, escaping his grasp would be nearly impossible. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm.
No matter what happened, she would not give in. If she only had to smile or say something flattering, she could swallow her pride for the sake of her career. However, if it meant offering herself or being dragged to a hotel, she would never agree.
Finally, the three premium pills that Andrew had submitted began to be brought out. The first two to come up were a pair of eighth-grade Divine Pills. The two Divine Pills were being auctioned off as a bundle.
The starting price alone made Andrew raise an eyebrow.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please take a look," Elsie announced with a confident smile. "These are two eight-tier Divine Pills of exceptional quality. Their type and effects are all listed clearly on the big screen."
Most of the guests, who had seemed rather disinterested moments before, suddenly perked up. As they glanced at the large screen in the center, their eyes immediately lit up with desire.
It was the perfect moment for Elsie to announce the opening bid. "The starting price is one hundred million. Each subsequent bid must be no less than ten million."
There was no hesitation, no questions asked.
Almost instantly, a rough, booming voice called out from Suite No. 8. Dallas Rutledge introduced himself before saying, "150 million. These pills are useful to me, so I'd appreciate everyone's courtesy."
Andrew did not recognize Dallas, but the fact that he announced himself so boldly suggested he was someone of considerable importance. By trying to intimidate others with his status, he made it clear he was used to getting his way.
From Suite No. 5, Benny responded with a cold chuckle and placed the second bid. "Mr. Rutledge, you might get away with pulling rank on normal days, but not tonight. Everyone can see the quality of these pills. You want them, but so do we. No offense, but I'm bidding 180 million."
Dallas refused to back down. "200 million dollars! Since Mr. Murphy insists, I'll see just how much he can handle."
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