'This can't be…'
The Auction had come to an end, and with people slowly moving out of the hall, Nathalie still sat quietly, gripping the hem of her dress as she couldn't get over what happened recently.
Since then, Athan had dominated the event. Everything that was for sale onwards, he bought them all regardless.
Even the slave, and the remaining 'Hymn Conch' that was in there, he got them all.
Aside from being too broke to get them now, she wondered if there was another way to salvage the mess. Her stares went straight to the floor and wallowed from the loss.
She never had this much humiliation firsthand, even before she became the villainess of her own world.
Stubborn and competitive, that was what she was...
Yet right away, she lost in that regard; standing right back up had never been so hard.
