Leanna By Miu 90 Chapter 35: Fear

The auctioneer frowned.

"Little girl, it's best if you don't lie to us. Your crime will only add up."
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I sighed and took a quick peek at Holley and Sophia's 'pretending to be concerned' faces while suppressing a smirk before I threw a sharp look at the auctioneer, which made him flinched.

"That's a serious allegation. I'm sure whoever tipped you will go to jail with you for defamation against my name once I had proven I have a hundred thousand dollars with me," I said without batting an eyelid.

White, pale white was the color of the auctioneer's sweaty face as his eyes widened as they could stretch. They probably didn't expect for a sixteen-year-old girl to talk about the law. They a.s.sumed that the moment they mentioned the police, I would panic and cry myself to tears like any normal teenage girl would do.

I hurled a smirk at Sophia's uneasy expression.

"Little girl, if you can pay us now, then we will forget this whole matter," The auctioneer said, tapping a handkerchief on his oily face.

I stifled a laugh. "Funny, you're so sure that I don't have the money and is ready to take me to jail without making sure first whether I have the money or not." I leaned forward, and the corner of my lip kicked up a smirk at the fidgeting man.

"Do you think that just because I'm a teenager, you can easily scare me? How about I let you taste what fear is really like?" I held my phone, set the sound to max, and played the recordings from the time when Sophia whispered something to her father.

Hmp! Do you think living for more than seventy years in the past, I haven't learned a single thing?

It was soundless –– utter silence. The auctioneer's face crumpled like a white sheet of paper.

Sophia's eyes were about to pop out from their sockets like she saw a ghost. Holley and Nixon were shooting daggers at me while Zoe's held me in admiration and amazement.

"T-t-that's––" The auctioneer stammered.

"Evidence of course," I said, "of you slandering my name." I shot a cutesy smile at Sophia. "Together with the one who tipped you."

Sophia was taken aback and held her mother's dress as she shot Nicholas a pleading look.

And the knight and s.h.i.+ning armor came to her rescue. "Leanna, I'll pay the hundred thousand dollars, let this matter go," Nicholas said, shooting a friendly smile my way. "Do it for everybody who partic.i.p.ated and looking forward to this auction."

Nicholas's voice was calm and pleading, yet all I heard were pretentious egoistic tone.

"Wow, that's young master Farrell for you."

"So considerate of others."

"It's a shame, though. He's wasted on Zoe."

"I don't know what he sees in that girl."

I frowned, wanting to retort, but Zoe held my hand. "Leanna, that's for the best. There are still some paintings left to be auctioned."

I raised an eyebrow and beamed at her. I heard echoes of people breathing sighs of relief, including the auctioneer.

"I heard defamation would cost you hundred thousand dollars and imprisonment for two years depending on the gravity," I said, smiling.

. . .

. . .

Hmp! Do you think I'll let this matter off just like that?

I stared over at the auctioneer. "Well? If you can give me a hundred thousand dollars' worth of compensation, I'll let this matter go."