Celia was amused.

"Five million to let me go?"

Cathy tilted her head slightly, her gaze arrogant as she looked at Celia, "Not enough? You're so greedy. You're pretending to be innocent before my grandpa.

Six million. Any more calls will be excessive."

Celia narrowed her eyes, wanting to laugh, "Is the auction house so lucrative?"

Cathy snorted, "Only six million, my family ......"

The woman suddenly jammed, saying Celia was setting her up to tell about her ...