Bab 89: Hunted and Wanted

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"250."

Isabella's bidder card is high up in the air.

Surprisingly, nobody else bids along.

She smiles confidently at the auctioneer who waits a few seconds.

"$250. Any higher bids?"

Silence.

He takes his gavel. "250. One. Two."

"300."

My head shoots around to the person who seemed to have changed their mind last second.

Oh, will you look at that. 

It's the man from earlier, the one Isa and I had made fun of.

His smug smile is back on his face as he looks over to us but Isabella stays unswerved.

"350."

"400."

"450."

"500."

Oh wow, 500 bucks for a simple necklace? This guy must really be aching for revenge.

Isabella turns to him and huffs lightly. 

I'm not going to lie, this bitch attitude she's got going on is kind of hot.

She looks back at the auctioneer.

"1000," she declares with a smile.