“I offer ten million for this painting!” No sooner had the auctioneer's words fallen than Christopher doubled the price in the blink of an eye. I silently counted how many zeros were in ten million before nudging him lightly and whispered, “Why are you offering so much money when I drew this myself? We can't be buying it and hanging it at home, can we?”
“Your painting is priceless to me.” Christopher flashed me an indulgent smile.
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