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"Eighty million," Another shouted desperately.
"A hundred fifty million," Xhemin betted again and Darryl could only look at her unbelievably on how she was spending so much for a painting. However, knowing who painted it and how important was he to Xhemin, Darryl didn't dare to protest. Truth was, there some hurt that floated up in him knowing that until then, Xhemin had not forgotten him, not in the island and not even after six long years. Huzey was a very lucky man even when he died early.