Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 347: The ever bendable Rex disappoints.

The gavel slipped and fell from the auctioneer’s fingers, his eyes moved to where the voice came from. It was Rufus Saxon, he sat lazily like he hadn’t just raised the price to a very large amount of money which 99% of the population could never make in their entire lives.

It was from his personal savings, not even five percent of what he had in terms of private money. Even the founding families knew that if the citizens of the country truly knew how much money they had, there would be a riot that would bring the country to its knees.

The auctioneer adjusted the microphone. "Anyone countering the offer? Five billion going once...."

"Six billion." Miranda Saxon raised her paddle.

The Saxon spirit groaned painfully. "Why would Miranda Saxon even go that far? I highly doubt she knows the purpose of the orb!"

On the screen, the price was raised to seven billion, and people gasped.

"Eight billion." Eldrine Greer called out.

All the Greer’s in attendance frowned, even if they had the money, the orb did not seem to be that special.

"Pa..." his son Aldrine called out. "Why do you want that thing?"

"Because everyone wants it." he answered with an shrug, just like Rufus Saxon, he was comfortable with the amount he had offered.

"Nine billion." Nile Saxon shouted.

David and Phoebe looked in his direction, he shrugged, he was bidding because it was fun. Some of David’s cousins were laughing, his brother Ian was raising his paddle ready to jump in.

"Ten billion." David spoke with indifference, from the money he had he had accumulated recently, this was just pocket change. He squeezed Phoebe’s hand lightly and gave her assurance. "Whatever you want, you will get."

Phoebe shuffled her feet softly, she wanted to scream for joy but she saved that for later. "Having a rich boyfriend sure did come in handy."

The crowd meanwhile went wild, and everyone suddenly picked an interest in the orb, more paddles went up and the price reached twenty billion, frightening everyone in the room. The president and his family were watching the auction from the presidential palace, his jaw dropped.

He wondered if the people in that room even knew what twenty billion could do for the economy of Fog country if it was donated.

"They are bloody mad." His daughter commented.

"Twenty one billion." General Drusus bellowed, he took it so far as to stand and glare at everyone, threatening them with his piercing eyes.

"Twenty five billion." Luna said, and she giggled.

"What the hell! she is not even one of us." A voice came from the back.

"Rex! Why the hell are you just standing there like a statue?" Dean Morrel yelled. "Cut it now."

Rex Chapman took a few steps forward, pushed the auctioneer aside and tapped on the microphone. "Ladies and gentlemen I regret to inform you that we are moving on from this chest to the next items. This orb is not available for bidding."

A group of people behind Rex started closing up the chests.

Rex’s words were met with resistance from the crowd that was having the time of their lives, they wanted to see what else was locked away in the chest, it did not seem to be empty yet.

"You cannot do that! Why are you closing up the chests, we came here specially to buy what is inside those damn old boxes." Someone shouted, murmurs in support followed.

Rex’s hands gestured for all to calm down. "Like it was communicated to you earlier, some of these things will be stored and protected by the council and that includes this orb." He watched it being placed back in the chest.

"That is fine but we have to at least see the rest of the stuff inside, you cannot deny us that! Unless you are taking everything back that has been including those won by Phoebe Mayfair and Mr. Morrel." Dorothy Cook spoke through pursed lips.

Rex sneered, he wondered when this vendetta of Dorothy’s against Phoebe Mayfair would come to an end. It had already cost her a position on the council, she was being investigated and if found guilty she would be facing criminal charges. She should have been laying low but no, her she was working to antagonize Phoebe again.

Everyone was being careful because Rufus Saxon was back but Dorothy was still being careless and she was going to end up putting all of them in trouble.

Rex gestured at the men moving the chests to put them back down.

"Alright let’s continue however, not all items will be up for bidding." He eyes met Rufus’ disapproving gaze.

Visit frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓ for the b𝘦st novel reading experience.

"That wuss! He has grown too soft for the job." Grandpa Saxon hissed, this was not child’s play, he was afraid to know what else was inside those chests, his gut told him more trouble was lurking in there.

A crown with expensive stones was pulled out next, gasps of surprise came from the audience, its beauty was nothing like many had ever seen before.

"The crown of the lord of the night." The Saxon spirit identified.

Phoebe pulled her brows together, worry began to surge in her veins, anybody that called themselves lord of the night did not sound like a good person.

"Who was that? Another person that I have to fight with?"

She watched Arrow Castille raise his paddle, she knew who he was from the past life but in this one she hadn’t yet had the opportunity. He was first to raise a paddle before details on the crown could appear on the screens.

"Wow, so eager, but the crown is too pretty, I want it." Phoebe hummed.

"Do not get ahead of yourself, it belonged to Hansel Castille, in the old days, before monarchies were abolished the Castille’s used to be royal. The crown was handed down in their family, there is a rumor about it....but I will tell you that another time."

The patriarch of the Castille family suddenly stood up and waved his hand, the spotlight fell on him. He looked at the crowd through his unnatural red eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this crown is an old family heirloom passed down by my ancestors, we Castille’s would appreciate it if you all allowed us to take it without a struggle."

He bowed and sat down, for a moment it was quiet and then Elias Spellcaster raised his paddle.

"One hundred million." he said, slowly and provocatively.

The Castille’s glared at him but a few other people followed up Elias’s bid, some families like the Mayfair’s and Saxons stayed out of it.

Suddenly David joined the competition for the crown, most people had opted out because the price was now at five hundred million.

The bidding turned into a game between Arrow and David. His interest made people wonder because even though the crown was beautiful, it was not worth half a billion or more, at most, it was worth two hundred million.

"Like I said, we have stupid money to burn." Aunt Maureen whispered.

Phoebe tapped David’s shoulder. "Babe that’s Arrow’s family heirloom, he is your friend, you should let him have it."

A small smile curled up David’s lips. "Really? The more reason I should have it then." David planned to trade it for the amulet of Serene thought that he wanted to give his mother. The Castille’s didn’t need it and all he wanted to do was borrow it until his mother’s problem was fixed but they were very uncooperative. The crown was simply leverage to him.

"Trade." David mouthed to Arrow and tapped his wrist, "You know what I want."

Arrow whispered to his grandfather and they stopped bidding, so David won.

"Yes!" He cheered when he won, Arrow on the other hand glared at him.

A handheld mirror was pulled out of the chest, surprisingly Dorothy Cook raised her paddle even before the auctioneer said what the beginning auction price for it was.

"One hundred thousand." She shouted.

Grandma Mayfair raised her paddle. "I will die first before she gets it." She whispered. "Five hundred thousand." she shouted like vendor in a market.