Crystal hated the naked, lustful eyes as if they wanted to eat her.
"You've got them interested." He raised his lips with satisfaction. "My woman is really attractive."
"Why do you bring me to a place like this?"
"Just wait for the show..."
Right away, someone asked Eric for an offer.
"Excuse me, our young master is very interested in the beauty around you. Would you like to sell it?"
"No."
"Our young master bid ten million."
"Ten million?" Crystal coldly cursed, "Get out of here."
That was all she was worth?
Eric laughed. "Don't get angry," he said. "The rules are like this. If you don't want to, you can refuse."
"He was just asking you, not asking for my advice!"
"Because you're so beautiful, they think you're a sale."
The so-called sale was the meaning of the bet.
If you lost the bet, you would lose the money, and if you won, you could take what you want at home.
