The Heartbreak Prescription novel Chapter 413

Chapter 413

Dwight and Halsey locked eyes.

Dwight’s face was hidden behind a mask, making it hard to read his expression. But his gaze was as cold as ever, staring at Halsey like she was just another stranger.

The host laughed. “Ladies, calm down! Here’s what we’ll de. Only one person can come up and touch our star dancer. We’ll decide by a bidding war. The highest bid wins

Immediately, the rich women around them started shouting out offers.

“I’ll pay a thousand!”

“Three thousandl

“Five thousand!”

“Ten thousand!”

The price quickly climbed to ten thousand, and Cecelia was stunned. “Ten thousand just to touch him? Is his six- pack made of gold or something? Are these women out of their minds?”

At that moment, Halsey raised her hand. “I’ll bid twenty thousand!”

Halsey had bid twenty thousand.

Wendy and Cecelia turned to look at her, surprised.

Cecelia subtly tugged at Halsey’s sleeve. “Halsey, why are you jumping into this?”

Halsey, her almond–shaped eyes still focused on Dwight on stage, ignored her. “Twenty thousand! I want to touch him. Just one touch.”

Dwight’s eyes met hers, and he could feel a hint of defiance in the way she spoke. She was offering twenty thousand to overpower the other women and score the chance to touch him.

Wendy’s eyes narrowed as she pieced it together. She knew who could make Halsey act so out of character–only Dwight could do that.

The rich women around them blinked in shock before jumping back into the bidding.

“Fifty thousand!”

“One hundred thousand!”

Halsey was caught off guard, but before she could react, the prices were escalating.

She was taken aback. She hadn’t brought that much cash with her when she left the house. Quickly, she grabbed Wendy’s arm. “Wendy, lend me some money. I’ll pay you back when I get home.”

Wendy didn’t hesitate. “No problem!” She pulled out a gold–embossed black card Stanley had given her. “Take whatever you need.”

Halsey stood up straight, her voice firm. “I’ll bid 500 thousand!”

The room went silent in shock.

Halsey had bid 500 thousand.

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The host raised his eyebrows. “That beautiful lady has bid oo thousand. Is there anyone willing to go higher?”

Halsey met Dwight’s gaze, a sly challenge in her eyes. The message was clear—he was hers tonight.

Dwight showed no emotion. He simply turned and walked off the stage.

“Hey! Don’t leave!”

“Why is he leaving?”

The rich women were stunned.

The host awkwardly cleared his throat. “Sorry, ladies. I was just joking. As you all know, our star dancer doesn’t sell himself. Not even for a touch.”

The rich women were visibly disappointed. “Forget it, then.”

The crowd was so packed that someone bumped into Wendy, and Cecelia cried out, “Wendy!”

Wendy braced herself for a fall, but just then, a strong, muscular arm reached out and wrapped around her waist, steadying her.