'Seven million dollars means I have to sell one of my properties…' Sebastian began to do a quick count on the cost-to-benefit ratio, and he found no benefit in paying so much for that jewelry. 'Maybe I can use this as a tax write-off for Goldmine Realty or even myself. Wait, I already paid my tax, and the company's tax has been handled too. Arghh!'
Sebastian was frustrated because he had to consider the cost over something that would make Winter happy. It made him realize how stupidly poor he was right now.
"Last chance, five million dollars!" The auctioneer was about to seal the bid and Sebastian knew he had no time left.
'Fuck it. I'll think about the cost later. I have to take it as long as it makes Winter happy!' Sebastian braced himself as he lifted his bidder number, "Seven million."
"Seven million dollars! Do we have another bidder?"
"Are you sure you have seven million dollars in your bank account?" Lucien chuckled. "I'm worried."
