ANOTHER TV SHOW?!

I quickly stepped onto the private plane I organized myself and went back to New York. I haven't been there for quite some time.

Nothing has changed.

I got into the Maybach I organized. My driver drove me to the Hilton Hotel.

I stepped into it and the first thing I did was to chat with Haley and then start to catch up on some sleep.

The next day I took a little walk and also surprised Michelle, whom I hadn't seen for quite a while now.

We chatted happily and at noon I went to the auction house located on the Upper East Side.

I stepped out of the Maybach and went to get the VIP card I organized. I was ready to spend 30 million dollars max on the car. While 20 million would have been ok and everything below excellent.

I stepped into the auction house. It could be seen that it was originally an opera house.

I took the elevator and went into one of the VIP places.

After sitting down the auction started. 

Nothing piqued my interest.

But then the last came on. 

It was my goal. The McLaren.

"And now comes the final piece everyone has been waiting for. It is one of the rarest and most beautiful cars to ever exist."

"Ladies and gentlemen the-"

"McLaren F1 LM"

"The bid starts at 5 million and the price can only be raised at a minimum of 100,000$."

The auctioneer announced and the bidding started.

After only a few seconds the price came to 10,000,000$. That was a breaking point for many. There were considerably fewer people raising the price.

I also started to participate in the bidding.

"13,000,000$", that was the moment I decided to participate. 

There were only three other people still bidding. A young brunette woman and two middle-aged men. One seemed Indian and the other European.

The young woman decided to step out after the bidding reached 15,000,000$.

At only another million the European also left. 

Now it was only me and the Indian person left.

"18,500,000$ for the first, the second, the- the participant in the Vip balcony 13 bid 18,900,000$."

"For the firs-, the participant in the VIP balcony 3 bid 19,000,000$", I bid 19,000,000$ and saw the Indian man contemplating. I was smiling. I knew that was probably his bottom line.

"19,000,000$ for the first time, the second time, and theeeeeeee third time. SOLD TO VIP BALCONY 3.", I smiled at winning the McLaren. I was applauded, but quickly left the balcony to pay. 

I paid and received the McLaren. I let it be sent to my house in LA where in the meantime the underground garage would be built.

I was lucky enough that there were no strong enough bidders to bid against me.

After that, I went to a famous art museum. I like to see art museums. It was something innate some liked art and some didn't understand it. I liked it.

Suddenly an alarm sounded and the doors and exits were locked.

I was startled.

It didn't take long and the police arrived. 

We were all informed that a piece of art was stolen and were brought into the police station as witnesses and potential suspects.

While going to the police station I saw someone that surprised me.

It was a character from another TV show I knew.