She Accepted Divorce, He Panicked

"The gentleman on the second floor".

Sebastian's plate doesn't even have a number, but just one letter - Z.

It's unlikely that he could see and spot Ava from that huge window on the second floor, but Ava feels like Sebastian glanced at her coldly when he raised his plate just now. Wronged tears fill Ava's eyes.

She should have been up there. She was supposed to be the queen of the Knights, and she got her title fair and square. But now that man put all his sweet words and promises behind his head, and looks at her with only coldness.

[Sebastian, No.86 is me,] Ava types in her phone, but hesitates when her finger hovers over "send".NôvelDrama.Org content.

One word after another, Ava deletes the message, and sends [Sebastian, I'm at an auction today] instead.

No reply.

Holding the phone, Ava looks up at Sebastian. The man sits there with a straight face, his eye never even dart to the table where his phone blinks.

Biting her lips, Ava holds her phone to her ear after dialing Sebastian's number. Anger rushing from her waist all the way to her head, shouting at her to demand an answer from the guy who should play her husband without considering possible consequences. The dialing tone doesn't even stop before the host hammers down yet again: "110,000 dollars from Mr. X!"

Ava's eyes dart to the host before following his passionate smile all the way to the middle window on the second floor. Its curtain just stops moving, revealing Scar sitting on the red velvet armchair like a queen on her throne, the plate in her hand marked simply with "X".

Mr. X? Ava frowns, realizing the seat belongs to "Silco", the masked man Scar relies on. The next second Ava tastes blood on her tongue, but jealousy burns too hard that she does not even feel the bite on her lips.

Why does Scar even want that ring? She doesn't even care about Sebastian!

"110,000$ twice!" The host announces.

Ava looks up at Sebastian, only to see the man staring at Scar without even trying to hide his intention.

"Daddy!" Ava urges. Jack Fuller glances at her with a painfully slow move, and right before Ava burst into tears, he raises his plate.

"120,000!" The host points over with his hammer, "No. 86 calls 120,000!"

Ava looks up at Scar, and this time she is sure that Scar saw her. The cold ice queen lands her indifferent eyes right on Ava. Even at such a distance, Ava feels the cold glare, and instantly realizes - Scar does not care about the ring. She bade only because Ava did!

Ava grabs the back of her chair,

staring at Sear with her nails carving the hardwood under her butt as if she's grabbing onto the last chance with Sebastian. The ring belongs to her! Sebastian made it for HER, and she's going to get it!

Scar moves slowly, the plate with the scarlet "X" rising up like the sentencing on Ava's life. But then-

"130,000$ from Mr. V!" The host shouts again. Every of his shouts turns the audience altogether, and this time to the window on the right-

As the curtain glides to the sides, Johnny Vanderbilt's famous face appears, with this icon smile.

"He's here! He really came!" Ava exclaims, pulling Jack Fuller's suit.

Jack Fuller is staring at the man,

too. The man that has been a throne his whole life. They grew up in the same neighborhood, they went to the same school, and they fell in fove with the same woman, but that's where their fate took different paths: scared off by Anna's special condition, that man dumped her, left her with a broken heart when he took her onto the altar.

Johnny Vanderbilt curves his lips, taking off his hat to his chest to give a bow to Scar. Scar rolls her eyes and looks away, and the man just smiles as he puts his hat back on.

"Earlier than I thought," Jack Fuller mumbles, "I thought he could at least wait to the necklace."

Nevertheless, he put Scar right under the nose of Johnny Vanderbilt. Jack Fuller pulls back his eyes, looking forward with a straight face. That man wouldn't let his girl act out anymore. He was known to be strict when he was with Anna. "140,000$ from Mr. Z!"

"150,000$ from Mr. V!"

"160,000$ from Mr. Z!"

"170,000$ from Mr. V!"

The audience on the first floor darts

their head left and right like

watching a heated tennis game. Soon the price reaches 200,000$ from Sebastian, and the plate V doesn't rise this time. The whole audience waits, but the man looks like he is no longer interested in this small item at such a price.

"250,000$ from Mr. X!" The host announces all of a sudden, and Ava darts her neck up in Scar's direction who just sits there ignoring the two men on her sides that are both looking at her. "250,000$ once!" The host shouts with a frantic tremble in his voice, "250,000$ twice--"

"260,000$!!!"