Chapter: 820

"No, me!"

"Damn it! She’s mine! Don’t you try to fight for her with me!"

Overwhelmed by excitement, the men began to fight over Natasha. They, of course, knew what a beauty she was. Hence, how could they possibly give up on the chance of messing with their goddess, who was known to be out of their league?

"Well, since so many of you are interested, whoever pays the highest price will have the opportunity to have her as your servant." Jayla offered with a smile.

"I’ll go first! One million dollars!" A man with a sheep-face mask raised his hand.

"One million only? I’m giving five million!" said another man who had a cow-face mask on.

"Eight million dollars from me!"

"Ten million!"

The men shouted one after another, and the price kept getting higher and higher. They were all from wealthy families. What they lacked wasn’t money, but excitement in their lives. As long as they could buy excitement, they were willing to spend a fortune on it.

"Y-you…" Natasha was filled with resentment.

The sheep-masked man suddenly shouted, "50 million!"

Right then, the crowd quieted down in an instant. 50 million dollars wasn’t a small amount. Since the man was willing to pay such a high price for something, he shouldn’t be underestimated.

Pointing to the sheep-masked man, Jayla said, "Well, it looks like that’s the highest price for now. In that case, you are going to be the first." Then, she continued, "As for the rest, queue up for your turns.

As soon as she said that, the crowd erupted in cheers.

"Spending 50 million dollars to make such a sumptuous woman my servant is simply worth it.

"The sheep-masked man walked up the stage and sized Natasha’s sexy body up with his lascivious eyes.

"I’m warning you; don’t do anything nonsensical. Otherwise, the Harmons won’t let you go!" Natasha squeezed out the words through her gritted teeth.

"Well, at least I won’t leave the world with regrets. Moreover, you don’t even know who I am, "the man said.

The ones under the stage egged the man on.

Natasha fell into utter despair. She kept struggling to break free but to no avail. Other than watching the man get closer to her, there was nothing else that she could do.

"Here I come, beauty!" The sheep-masked man laughed loudly and pounced on Natasha.

"Stop!" Right then, a thunderous, angry shout rang out.