Soon the day of the bidding had arrived. After that night, Anya and Damon did not have a chance to talk. She was very busy, and Damon did not go to her anymore.

The past few days, although she was preoccupied, the anxiousness in her heart did not dissipate. And as she sat on the bidding hall, her heart was still uneasy.

But right now, it was not time to day dream. The bidding was about to start. She was with Randy, and she can’t help but look around while making a statement.

“I hope we stand a chance.” She can’t help but said. As far as she knows, many...