A Touch of Sweetness (Finnick Norton and Vivian William) novel Chapter 1276

Never Late, Never Away Chapter 1276

“What? What’s a blind bidding?”

“Special significance? What the hell does that mean?”

“Blind auction? Does that mean the item is illegal?”

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Tumultuous questions broke out from the displeased audience.

The auctioneer nervously clarified, “This means that the item will not be revealed throughout the bidding process up until it arrives in the hands of the highest bidder. The starting price will be determined by you, bidders. Whether you gain or lose from this item will entirely be in your hands.”

This was the best excuse that she came up with at backstage earlier. She didn’t know how else to explain to the audience, except by marketing the item as a gamble of fate.

“The hell is this? Who carries out such auction procedures?”

“I think the Bluebird’s staff came up with this scheme to trick us into bidding high prices.”

“Yeah, I think so too. Only an idiot would fall for their scheme.”

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The auctioneer avoided looking directly at anyone from the turbulent audience. She just wanted to get this over and done with immediately, even if it meant causing the item to be passed. “Okay, let’s not waste each other’s precious time. This item is officially open for bidding. The bidding price starts at five million, so if anyone is interested, please raise your sign. Every increasing bid hereafter must be at a minimum of two hundred thousand.”

“Pfft, pass the item already! Clearly, this is a scam by the nightclub. No one’s dumb enough to fall for it!” someone from the front tables shouted at the auctioneer.

Pity swelled in the auctioneer’s chest after seeing that no one made a move. What a waste! At this rate, I don’t even know how much my commission will amount to. Honestly! What the hell is the boss thinking?

Just as the auctioneer’s shoulders slumped in disappointment, Fabian made his move.

At Fabian’s signal, Jason raised his sign and offered, “Six million.”

Oh my god. I’m saved! Even though it’s nowhere near market value, at least someone’s still willing to participate in this blind bidding. The auctioneer let out a huge breath and smiled with relief at Fabian.

“Okay, six million from the sir in the middle. Does anyone wish to go higher?”