In just a few words, the auction officially began.
She recalled Leon Blackwood previously saying she could buy anything she wanted, and that the money would be donated to charity.
The little devil inside Nia Mitchell suddenly emerged.
Making him constantly want to create trouble for her, making him come find her anytime, making him force her to attend the auction.
Today, even if she couldn't spend all his money, she'd try to make him pain through spending a lot.
Thinking of this, a smile slowly crept onto Nia Mitchell's face.
"This is a Qing Dynasty antique vase, starting at half a million."
"Five hundred and fifty thousand."
"Six hundred thousand."
"One million!"
Nia Mitchell held up Leon Blackwood's bidding sign.
"Any higher offers? Once for one million, twice for one million, and three times! Sold, congratulations to Master Blackwood!"
Leon Blackwood frowned, was that broken antique vase really that attractive?
Why would Nia Mitchell like it enough to buy it?
