Chapter 150

"Miss Valentine, have you ever thought of a career in the music industry? your talent is one in a million we can help you nurture that talent."

"Don't listen to him, our Company provides the best service needed for you."

"Miss Valentine, I am the editor at Universal Studios. I would like to introduce you to the movie industry."

"Miss Roselina Valentine, I'm with the CNN news, I would like to interview."

One after the other people approached me with their business cards, there were so many that it was hard to count.

I sighed. "Do people always try to decide your future?" I asked Kelly.

"Don't worry, you'll get use to it," Kelly responded with an encouragement as she sip her wine

"That was wonderful," Mrs Brownfield praised as approached me. "You have a beautiful voice, thank you for your performance."

"It was my pleasure,"

"I would like to introduce you to someone."

She brought over an old man.

"This is Mr Washington, The music Teacher at Oxford University and Violinist," she introduced him.

"Hello."

"Hello."

We both shook hands with each other.

"I must say you are a very gifted girl, what are your plans for the future? " Mr Washington wondered.

"I don't really know."

That's a good question that even I'm not sure about.

"Maybe go to college," I responded.

"Thanks good, well I'll be taking my leave, if you pass by the university, feel free to drop by."

Mrs Brownfield and Mrs Washington and after waving them goodbye put on a face of seriousness.

"You've exposed me as your weakness Kelly, Your enemies and rivals will see this as an opportunity."

"I have full faith in you mistress and if it comes to it I'll even protect you with my very life."

I glared at Kelly and closed my eyes. Well I suppose what's the point of me worrying, it's me after all.

"This will also give a good opportunity, this can accelerate our progress, I bet you plan this from the start," I said with a huff.

"As expect of you but the real reason is because I wanted to show you off to the world," Kelly confessed,

She's such a show off.

Suddenly my phone was going crazy with messages. I looked at my phone and my followers on instagram skyrocketed to 525,000.

Videos of my song were uploaded on the internet and it's blowing up like crazy. I have people from all different countries texting me, sending me love and becoming my fan.

"Kellyyyy!"

I looked at her with reddened eyes of anger and she casually sip wine while looking away from me. Kelly didn't wear a face of guilt at all. The auction began and hosting it was a blond-haired woman in a red dress. Diane hurried back over to us to have a seat with us. The first item on display is a gold wrist watch for men. The shine it was given off was brilliant and the design was amazing.

But it's useless to us.

"Bidding started at 100,000K."

My god, That thing is worth more than the pastry shop.

"110,000."

"130,000."

And these idiots are actually buying it. The bidding continued to climb until someone outbid them all.

"1 million."

It was a blond-haired guy.

"Going once, Sold to Mrs Cayman."

The audience started to clap for him.

"The dude paid 1 million for a watch, " I cringed with astonishment.

"Welcome to the world of the rich," Diane responded.

The next item is a fur coat made from the fur of a rare white tiger.

"Bidding started at 20,000."

"50,000," Kelly bidded.

I was surprised when she started to bid.

"55,000," A woman bidder was in the VIP section with us.

"60,000."

"70,000."

"80,000."

Kelly and this woman went at it, battling for a piece of Tiger Skin.

"90,000."

"120,000."

Kelly's final bid made the woman very angry and she then suddenly submitted. I knew Kelly wouldn't give up when she sees something she wants

"Going once, Going Twice, Sold to Mrs Kelly Valentine."

The audience clapped.

"You would pay 120,000 for a piece of rag, even I can create one of those with the snap of a finger," I said with a huff.

"I know but it's the principle, I love tigers," Kelly responded.

I forgot she is a lover of Tiger in all shapes, sizes, forms and skinless. In fact the seat in her car and the rugs at home is tiger skin.

The next item is a was inside a showcase. It looks like a specially crafted porcelain vase. The bidding started at 200,000 pounds and trust me that price nearly made me choke.

"210,000."

".250,000."

".300,000."

"400,000," Kelly bidded.

" 500,000 "

The bidding continued up to a million, it was sold to. Mr Cayman again. I can't believe anything would buy that junk.

The Auction continued is a next item that was sold for a whopping 2 million. The last item is an Egyptian Cat statue carved out of gold with purple diamonds in its eyes.

"This is an item taken from an ancient tomb in Egypt. It is proven that anybody who looks in the eyes of the cat can see their greatest desire," the hostess explained.

"No way."

"It's fake isn't it?"

"It has to be."

"Who would believe that crap"

The audience started to talk about it being fake. It's real but it's useless because all the energy in that statue is dried up and with no mana in the air to replenish it, it's just a piece of gold. The owner of the item was on stage. He looked very greedy.

"If you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you."

The owner called an old man on stage who came onto the stage.

"Look into the eyes of the cat."

The old man did as he was told and looked into the eyes of the cat.

"Awww, Amazing," the old man was astounded but I could tell that was acting.

"What did you see?" the owner queried.

"Myself on a yacht and I was, I was." The old man explained. he smiled with happiness.

I could tell he was thinking something perverted.

"You See, It's real, Bidding starts at 10 million," the owner made his price

"20 million," said a man in a black coat.

"30 million," another guy bid.

" 30.5 million "

Soon Everyone joined in and the bidding kept increasing. My belief is that the first two guys were bait to lure in buyers and they did a damn good job of it too.

"These people would pay so much money for a piece of junk," I scoffed.

"80 million."

I looked at Kelly who bid for it.

"Kelly, are you serious?" I fumed.

"I thought I would make this interesting,"

Kelly giggled cunningly. She's baiting them into spending all their money on something worthless.

"100 million."

"150 million."

Kelly bided again and she stopped at…

"200 million," She shouted.

"230 million."

"300 million."

I was in state of dismay. I've spent less than 100,000k on something useful to me like the pastry shop and they are spending over 100 million on gold junk.

"400 million," said a man in the VIP section sitting beside his father who looked like 300 pounds.

"400 million going once, going twice Sold to Mr Patrom."

I was so shocked my soul hung out of my mouth. "400 million, the guy spend 400 million on garbage, humans are so stupid," I mumbled

Those guys are going home with 390 million pounds more than what they bargain for. Humans, they are both intelligent and stupid at the same.

"Madam President, Mr Roselina seem to be in distress," Diane informed

Kelly simply glanced at me and giggled at my demise.

"Miss Valentine."

Patrom and his son walked over to us. I looked at Jason, the dude is still ashamed of the stunt I pulled on him the other day. It's still so funny I could die from laughter but I'm doing my best to restrain myself.

"Mr Patrom it's a pleasure to see you," Kelly responded

"That was a poor showing. You could have easily taken that statue from me," Mr Patrom stated.

"Tch," I clicked my tongue. "Kelly isn't as stupid— mmmmmm!"

Kelly covered my mouth to prevent me from insulting him. Let me insult him! let me curse him for what an idiot he is!

"This is my little sister princess Roselina Lambrosa De Valentine," Kelly introduced

"I'm well aware of who she is, this is my other son Derek."

"Hi."

Derek held out his hand to shake mine to which I shook his. For some reason he's giving me a disgusting vibe, is it that smile that wants to win me over?

"You already know my other son Jason. He's going on a business trip and won't be back for some time."

"Is that so?"

Kelly looked at Jason who looked silently, the shame was real but his father was remaining quiet.

"There is no need to think, please join us, we have much to discuss."

Urgh, his slimy and disgusting lust is leaking all over the place.

"We'll get back to you soon," Kelly responded with a smile.

And so Mr Patrom and his sons left.

"Both father and son are lusting after your body, how do you put up with this?" I wondered.

"After a few hundred years you'll get used to it," Kelly replied.

I got up and hugged her from behind. "Well I hope they realize that I am the only one allowed to touch you," I stated, then I gave her a playful bite on her earlobe.

"Please mistress, we're in public."

"I know," I said with a smile. "I'm going to the restroom."

I turned and walked away. I went into the female bathroom that was empty. After using the toilet I wash my hands in the sink. Suddenly, two hands reach out to grab me from behind.