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.

herself and maintained her calm front. She carefully stood up from her seat and attempted to sneak

audience. After they saw that Asher had left before the auction’s end, they kept strict watch on Erica

you going?” The person in charge stepped forward and immediately blocked her way right as Erica reached the

place 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

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

self-esteem. Refusing to back down, she gritted her teeth and barked, “What a laugh! Who said I am?!

Mrs. Harrison, but I’m afraid you

not?” Erica stared at him in

hasn’t been restored yet. Thus, all

dear! My, my, what should I do? Perhaps I can go back and have my

to her pride, adamant

matter. We also accept payment with

with a sly smile, much like a

the attention of several auction participants. Now,

the shame

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

in charge then brought over a POS machine from his subordinate and quickly swiped

watched in dismay as

balance in your account

“R-Really? Dear me…”

hurriedly took out

soon, another beep

but this card

be! Swipe it

went as wide as saucers.

so many failed transactions, the