Love Began with the First Meeting

With a click, a strong light was cast on a crystal tank on the dais.

The tank lit up everyone's eyes.

It was almost two meters high, shining iridescently under the light.

Inside the tank was something that really made people hold their breath - a mermaid, floating in the water.

Acting mermaid, Molly wore a costume with shimmering scales, covering her body from the soft breasts all the way down to the toes. The fishtail parts and fins wrapped her legs and feet in, showcasing a tempting curve. Her long hair hung loosely around her body, rippling in the flow of water like the softest silk. Brilliant light flooding into the tank fell on the crystal wall and reflected, ricocheting in every direction. The impression danced across her breathtaking body, coating her with a mysterious luminescence. Her bare skin seemed impossibly fairer in the swaying light. The whole scene was enthralling. Almost unreal.

The hall buzzed with boisterous excitement. For a moment everyone forgot about Pluto. The whole audience was blown away by the beauty of the mermaid, and none seemed to think straight anymore.

Pluto was lying serenely on Molly's cleavage. Somehow Philip managed to get the necklace fixed there. It didn't float in the water, but it swayed lightly along the flow. But all eyes were on her tempting bust which was half wrapped by scales.

It was uncomfortable. She wanted to say something but the words caught in her throat. She felt as though her throat was burning, yet she couldn't find the strength in her to open her eyes. The water covered her, pressed her and carried her along. Trapped and helpless, there was nothing she could do but wait for her salvation like a delicate mermaid.

In less than half a minute, the auctioneer's voice pulled everyone's mind back to the present,"Now, for Pluto, we'll start the bidding at 10 million dollars and a bid increment at 1 million!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Brian had already walked out, Eric trailing behind. Lenny and Tony followed. The four of them were well out of the hall when the first bid was called out.

Molly was revolving slowly in the tank while the bids shot up. It wouldn't be a bad deal even if Pluto couldn't lead them to the treasures. They could always sell it for a handsome profit.

In less than one minute, the bid went up to 20 million. It was a price that made a lot of people hesitate. But among today's guests, there was lots of old-money with a penchant for antiques. Once again, the Greek miniature would add an invaluable item to their collections.

until it hit the 40 million mark, where many quit the competition. That was beyond their means. No matter how much they craved Pluto, still they knew the rules here. It was death to write a bad cheque at Philip's auction.

with practiced ease,"Are we

one spoke a word, although everyone's breathing increased. Eyes fell on the foreigner who had just bid 40 million. Some, unwilling to give up kept weighing in their minds how much the necklace was worth. After a while, another man bid again. But that foreigner followed shortly, escalating the bid to 45 million after a few rounds.

He gritted his teeth hesitating, his eyes roaming from the mermaid's seductive body to the necklace on her

contemptuously. The auctioneer waited for a moment and called

"50 million!"

voice rang out and people gasped in

the voice had come from. A man in a black shirt and suit was standing in the doorway. The top two buttons were open, vaguely exposing his wheaten skin. He

stared straight at the crystal tank. His face was impassive, his gaze cool as ice, giving nothing away. But everyone felt the

His bright eyes darkened as he saw Molly dressed like a mermaid.

convulsed in his pocket. For a moment he could hardly

surprised. He had never seen Brian get so angry.

like water, but

to be mine!" That foreigner rose to

A minute ago, he was already out of the building and then out of the blue the necklace Eric gave Molly whirled through his brain and his heart sank. So he

it much thought. But when he stepped into the door and saw the figure in the tank, he bid a price without

attitude. Being a member of the highest social class, he was not used

nothing to fear, he thought. Speaking of money, the odds were stacked on his side. Who had

to look at the foreigner. At the same time, Tony quickly drew his gun and