"I certainly hope your son won't be tempted by the fourth item," Kelvin remarked, his gaze fixed on Ethan.
Ethan leaned back in his chair, a serene smile gracing his lips. "Don't fret, Kelvin. He already promised his mother he wouldn't bid on anything else. Besides," he added with a chuckle, "I'm not even sure if his allowance stretches that far anymore."
Vincent exhaled audibly, a wave of relief washing over his features. "That's a comfort."
Britney beamed at the attendees. "Alright everyone! For our fourth item, we have something a little different in store for you." She gestured towards the right side of the stage.
A hush fell over the room as a male attendant carefully wheeled a familiar glass case towards the center.
"I know you all remember the legendary Supreme Tamer!" Britney announced, her voice resonating with reverence.
A subtle shift crossed Christopher's face, a flicker of something unreadable. Behind him, Murphy's eyebrow arched inquisitively.
