The grand line of staff that brought coins stunned everyone. They craned their necks until they were stiff and hurting as they watched them enter with a lot of gold bags in their hands.
Harold was stunned too. The whole stage was covered with gold bags.
"Just who are you Cotlin?" Harold gritted his teeth. It was all because of Eve. She was mistaken. When she had given him the chance to inherit the March, he had been dimwit to think that she was sweet.
And in that rare moment, he had passed her his ring. He had thought she would cherish it like her lie but that cold hearted cruel woman had put it for auction as if it meant nothing.
He wanted to reach for her and slap her.
"Ha! She knew what a sin she had committed that was why she did not come to attend the auction in person." she must be feeling guilty. She must have done it to gain his attention. Yes, that was the case.