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I Was Auctioned(3)

To be honest, I was completely baffled by Queenie's behavior. I had been with her for three years and had always been deeply devoted to her. Even if she didn't love me, I couldn't understand why she would harbor such intense feelings of hatred toward me.

As I pondered over Queenie's inexplicable behavior, a red convertible pulled up outside. The driver of the car was a plump woman in her forties, whom I recognized as a friend that Queenie had introduced me to in the past. It was rumored that she was incredibly wealthy and was the epitome of a stereotypical rich woman.

The other day, she had taken the initiative and added me on WhatsApp. Later, she tried to flirt with me, but I ended up blocking her. When I confided in Queenie, she assured me with conviction that there was no chance of her getting involved with that woman again.

I didn't expect that she had been deceiving me all along because they were still in private contact.