Villainess' Second Chance

CHAPTER EIGHT

A moment later, a guy wearing a full face mask stepped onto the stage and grabbed a mic. "Whoa! Numerous individuals are all here tonight again. Don't stress y'all, because we prepared something exceptional for you. A whole new set of people that can be your slaves!"

Again? So this isn't the first time he held the auction, huh.

After what he mentioned, the crowd gets overjoyed. Applauding him as if he did something that makes the whole wide world proud like winning a gold medal from the Olympics.

I rolled my eyes.

As the speaker goes on with the auction, the more he talks, the more his voice sound familiar... But I can't remember whose...

"Next we have a set of identical twins!Let's begin at 10,000 coins! Do I hear 15,000?"

"20000!" A noble lady shouts

"20,000! Do we have more?!"

"30000!" A noble man shouted

The rest then went on to bid

"I offer 100000 coins for the twins!"

"I'll make it double! 200000!"

"I'll take them for 500000!"

"No! I offer 10000000 coins!"

I clench my fist after hearing those. The whole transaction is human trafficking, slavery, and illegal auctions!

"1,000,000 coins! Going once, going twice!" No one bid any further so the man slammed his wooden hammer to the desk, "Sold to the lady wearing a gorgeous yellow gown and golden mask!"

Everyone applauded the lady as she stood up and gracefully took a bow, like she's proud of what she had purchased.

"You may get your purchase in the backstage after the auction." The man added, "Let's continue, shall we? Bring in the next one!"

I widen my eyes as I finally realized whose voice is that. Finally! After few moments of analyzing his fucking voice! I finally know who it is!

I can't believe it!

So it was him!

"Do you know that person?"

Someone abruptly spoke in my ears, make me startle.

I glared at him, he's also wearing a mask and couldn't recognize him either. He's also wearing a cloak like me and his hood almost covers his face. But I can see how his emerald eyes glow because of the light in front of us.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

I heard him silently chuckle, "Of course you do. I can read your mind."

"No you don't."

"Yeah, you're right, I don't." He teased,  "Are you here to purchase a slave as well?"

"No."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Minding my own business."

"Hmm," he simply grinned.

"Who are you, anyway? Are you following me?" I abruptly asked

"Whoa, chill, we just met, young lady. I am not a stalker either." He stated

"Then who are you?" I insisted on asking.

He leans in closer to me, so close that I can now see the color of his hair and a sly smile on his face. "M'lady, my name is Raiden Jondalar; what about you? May I know your name as well?" He whispered