My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 1034: Fighting for the Woman



Was it easy to change a person's feelings?

Is he also such a person?

Stanford suddenly felt a little pain in his temples and did not want to admit it.

Stanford was very annoyed. He directly picked up the number plate beside him and shouted,

"20 million dollars."

Stanford's behavior immediately caused a sensation among the audience.

Everyone looked at him in shock.

From 10 million to 20 million?

He was too rich. Was a bottle of scar-removing cream worth such a high price?

The host was also stunned for a few seconds, then he came to his senses and said with a smile,

"This gentleman bids 20 million dollars. Is there any higher price?"This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

All of them were silent.

Then, the host knocked on the hammer three times, indicating that the scar-removing cream belonged to Stanford.

Phoebe looked at Stanford happily. "You are so nice to me."

For her sake, he had spent so much money to buy the scar-removing cream.

Stanford took her hand and was about to leave. "Let's go back and try the effect of the scar-removing cream."

She was looking forward to it so much that she couldn't wait any longer.

However, Phoebe held his hand and shook her head.

"Wait a minute. Since we're here, let's see what's good behind it. Let's have a look at the last 'treasure'."

Stanford's heart suddenly softened when he saw Phoebe's mischievous manner.

That was how she was. She was playful and curious about everything.

"Okay, let's see together and then leave."

Stanford said gently and gently put Phoebe's little hand in his hand.

Perhaps, he was overthinking.

He had always treated her differently.

Next, the others took another two other things. Finally, it was the last one.

All the men present were also excited.

Most of them came for this "treasure".

The host did not say anything else and said, "I think everyone has been waiting for a long time. Let's go straight to the stage for tonight's last item."

As his voice fell, the lights on the spot suddenly dimmed.

A few seconds later, a bright spotlight hit the stage.

There was a black chair with a small golden chain tied to a woman.

It was a real person.

There was a black bag covering her head, and her whole face could not be seen with scantily clothes.

She showed her figure totally.

The men present immediately became excited.

"What the f*ck! She's the best!"

"Although she's thin, her figure is really good."

"This is the first time I've seen someone with such a figure. I want her. She must be mine tonight."

"Get lost. She's mine. I'll take her."

People who were close to each other started to quarrel directly.

They were bound to take the woman on the stage.

Looking at the woman tied up on the stage, Phoebe felt a little disgusted and hateful.

She turned to look at Stanford and asked jokingly,

"These men are all confused by this woman's figure. Stanford, what about you? Do you want her?"

Stanford was not interested in the so-called "treasure".

He had just glanced at the woman casually, but he didn't expect that he would stare straight at her later.

He didn't even hear what Phoebe said.

Phoebe didn't get any response, only to find that Stanford had been staring at the woman on the stage. She was suddenly stunned and panicked. She felt hateful so much again.

She forced herself to hide her emotions and said discontentedly,

"Are you also fascinated by that woman's figure like them?"

Phoebe felt wronged and was about to cry.

Stanford came to his senses in shock and looked at Phoebe's aggrieved and dissatisfied look. He was shocked.

"What happened to him just now?"

He actually stared at such a woman whose clothes showed too much skins in the auction house and lost his composure.

He was probably crazy.

Stanford comforted Phoebe in a low voice. "No, I'm not interested in her."

"Really? Then you're not allowed to see her again."

Phoebe made the request.

Stanford smiled helplessly. She was the one who wanted to stay and see, but she was the one who was not allowed him to see. "Okay, I won't look."

He agreed and then lowered his head to drink coffee.

The people were all excited at the Auction House.

"Two million dollars."

"Two million and one hundred thousand."

"I'll pay four million dollars!"

"For a woman? I'll pay six million dollars! No one can compete with me."

"Twenty million!"

The men kept bidding.

The men were all bidding fiercely. All they wanted to have this woman with a good figure.

The person of the auction house was right.

This woman was enough to drive men crazy, not even her face.

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But all men were possessive of women with good figures. What's more, the woman on the stage had such a good figure, so her appearance must be very outstanding.

She must be very beautiful.

Whoever got her at the auction must be very happy.

Phoebe drank coffee with Stanford and glanced at the woman on the stage from time to time.

Phoebe gritted her teeth and felt jealous and hateful when she heard the men bidding crazily for that woman.

This woman.

She was a seductive woman.

After the fierce bidding, a tall man

with tattoos on his body finally bid

down the woman on the stage at an extremely high price of 60 million dollars.

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In general, after the auction, the things would be personally sent to the buyer by the waiter.

But maybe he finally won. The man

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was too excited to wait for the waiter to send the woman on stage

to him, so he rushed to the stage.

He pushed the host away, walked to the woman, and rubbed his hands excitedly. "Beauty, let me feel how smooth and tender your skin is."

As he spoke, the man reached out to touch the woman's arm.

There was a burst of indignant curses from under the stage.

"So, the woman will be his."

"He has touched her now. Is he showing off?"

"Then let's see if she can withstand you on the spot."

People cursed, looked, and shouted.

The auction was over, and they were still gathered here, unwilling to leave.

The man who had a bad temper on the stage was stimulated.

He scolded, "Then I'll do it here, making you jealous."

As he spoke, he untied the chains on the chair and pulled the woman up.

His arm fell on her waist and he rubbed it wantonly.

"Baby, let's show them here."

As he spoke, his hand touched upward.

When he touched the woman, the iron chain made a sound.

The woman seemed to be scared. She pushed him fiercely with her hands that were holding the bracelet, doing the weakest resistance.

The man became even more excited.

Under the stage, the men were more and more absorbed in watching.

Phoebe looked viciously at the struggling woman on the stage, feeling very happy.

However, she pretended to feel sorry and said to Stanford,

"Let's go. I don't want to see this."

As she spoke, she held Stanford's hand and was about to stand up.

However, Stanford did not move. He sat stiffly on the chair and looked straight at the stage.

His teeth were clenched tightly, and his eyes were full of anger.☐☐☐☐☐☐|