Seduce the hero's mother (GL)

Chapter 162 - 13. Treaty

— Five hundred thousand gold pieces.

This staggering figure simply shocked everyone present.

There was a deathly silence-no one even whispered it. Everyone was too shocked.

To spend that much money on one slave? Especially a defective one… No one could have guessed which nobleman of the empire was rich enough to afford such a purchase. At any rate, he was clearly an oddity.

The usual price of a slave did not exceed a few tens of thousands. No one in their right mind would pay half a million for some servant. Even a privileged one.

So the confusion among the usual visitors to the auction was understandable. Even the host dropped his jaw at such a bid.

It took him a few seconds before he came to his senses and shouted at the top of his voice:

— Five hundred thousand! No more bets!

But that's understandable. Hardly anyone else had brought that much money with them today.

A slave whose original price was only five gold pieces was sold for several hundred times that. It was truly a grand event in the history of all auctions held.

Rachel, however, didn't care how unusually people stared at her.

After the auction ended, the host escorted her personally.

— This way, p-please…!

Rachel followed him backstage, where all the sold slaves sat in their cages, waiting for their new masters to pick them up. There were as many guards here as there were at the entrance.

There the girl was met by the manager of the slave market. Ralph Freundlich.

Rachel measured him with a glance. An unremarkable middle-aged man whose eyes lit up at the sight of her. Obviously, he had already heard about the five hundred thousand-dollar bid.

The girl with the emerald hair was also in the cage. And her gaze was no different from that of the auction clients. She probably still couldn't comprehend what had happened.

But the slave-trader turned his attention back to himself.

— It's a pleasure to welcome such a distinguished guest! — He grinned with all his teeth.

Rachel gave him a slight nod.

This worm didn't know yet: that he was going to be tied up as soon as the girl left the place. Now Freundlich seemed the happiest man in the world.

— Sign here, please.

The man handed her the document for the sale of this slave. Rachel put her false signature there and the man did the same. The necessary piece of paper was finally in her hands.

The main goal was accomplished, and it didn't matter what happened next.

— How would you like to pay?

Rachel didn't say a word and tossed him the wallet of money. The trafficker caught it in the air and immediately counted it. Surprisingly, the entire amount fit in there.

It was all the money the girl had on her. She hadn't originally known she would spend it all today.

Relieved, Freundlich exhaled and was satisfied.

— It was a pleasure doing business with you! Please, you can have her now.

Rachel hummed. She was going to do it without a reminder.

The cage was opened and the girl in there could go outside. It was impossible to read the emotion on her face and yet there was an obvious wariness in her eyes. She feared the uncertainty ahead.

— You…! — The slave-trader became indignant, «I told you to get out!

The man swung to strike her, but Rachel intercepted his arm. She gave him an icy glance.

— You have no right to do that.

— What?» he paused.

— She doesn't belong to you anymore.

— Yes… But…» «Freundlich hesitated in fear.

Rachel didn't want to waste any time with him. Instead, she reached out and held out her hand.

— Come with me,» she said softly.

She flinched.

— W-where?

Rachel was silent, unsure of how to answer that question for a moment.

— Home.

***

When Leriana suddenly disappeared in broad daylight — Razor and Maxie were both terribly furious. Of course she couldn't just disappear. So they could not understand: who had the nerve to kidnap the Archduchess.

The girl had to be returned as soon as possible.

For two days in a row, the young men

The girl's mouth fell open and she rose from her chair. Razor was equally taken aback by the news.

— When did this happen?

— Half an hour before you arrived…

Maxie clenched her teeth together after she calmed down a little. It hasn't been that long. So it's not too late…

— Who? Who is this thing?

The manager got nervous.

— W-we… We have no right to disclose confidential customer data…

— Listen,» Maxie growled and grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, «Just a little while longer, and the information about your death will become confidential. Still don't want to talk?

Ralph Freundlich finally gave up. He mumbled softly:

— The contract of sale is on my desk…

The Marquis's daughter immediately rushed to turn over all its contents before she came across the desired paper. It had been signed quite recently.

— Marquise Chastain? — The girl said stunnedly aloud, «Who is that?