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... at meant one thing—this wasn't something the auction house could replicate. A true relic.
The bids started flying fast. One million. One point five. Two million.
Dario gave a low whistle. "This one's gonna hurt someone's wallet."
But as the numbers climbed, I noticed Sia's hand relax slightly. Almost…relieved.
It hit me then. She wasn't worried about the pendant. She was waiting for something else.
Her eyes kept drifting to the auction list displayed faint ...
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