The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy

It was only after she had her fill of being the star of attention did Erica come to a sudden realization.

Fifteen million dollars.

The amount struck her dumb. The terrible truth that she didn’t have sufficient funds to cover such a staggering price dawned on her like an awful tidal wave.

Horrified, Erica hurriedly turned to look at Asher for a solution.

A dark storm raged in Asher’s face. He was so furious at her that he couldn’t utter a single word.

“A-Asher, I…”

In a fit of nervousness, she grabbed his sleeve. To her chagrin, he shook her hand off and shoved her away in anger.

“You absolute moron!” Asher howled, livid.

He couldn’t care less about his image anymore; at least, not under these circumstances. The Harrison Group had just survived a crisis, but his wife was insane enough to purchase a stupid music box for the astronomical price of fifteen million dollars!

“You bid for it yourself, so find the money to pay by yourself. I won’t clean up after your mess.”

So saying, Asher spun on his heels and left the place in a huff. Erica was left standing dumbly, all alone and at a complete loss.

What should she do? What could she do?! How was she supposed to solve this problem? She couldn’t think of anything!

Desolate, she slumped into the chair with her back drenched in cold sweat. Her head was spinning from the pressure.

Right now, Eliana was no longer in her thoughts. She didn’t have the leisure to consider anything about Eliana! All she wanted was to escape this terrifying hell as soon as she could.

stood up from her seat and attempted to sneak away while everyone

weren’t as easy to fool as the audience. After they saw that Asher had left before the auction’s end, they kept strict watch on Erica and

you going?” The person in charge stepped forward and immediately blocked her way

is… Well, it feels a bit too depressing. So, I… I thought I’d go out for a quick stroll to get some air,” Erica stammered, barely keeping her voice from

going back on your bid?” the man asked, his face disdainful. There was a hint of scorn in

teeth and barked, “What a laugh! Who said I am?! It’s just a bit of money! I’ll

I’m afraid you

Erica stared at him in confusion, her jaw

the banks hasn’t been restored

my, what should I do? Perhaps I can go back and

held fast to her pride, adamant on denying the

doesn’t matter. We also accept payment

person in charge stretched out his hand with a sly smile, much

Erica soon attracted the attention of several

in the shame

to take out a credit card from her bag and hand it to the man with great reluctance. The act itself,

in charge then brought over a POS machine from

in dismay as

the balance

“R-Really? Dear me…”

hurriedly took out another card to give it to

another

but this

be! Swipe

as

many failed transactions, the person in