Auction

"Are you all not enjoying the show? Mine has already started and I am loving every bit of it" Logan said sarcastically.

"Go get me a cup of coffee, slave. I don't want it too sugary or tasteless either. If it's not to my taste, you will have to make another one" Logan instructed, turning to Charles Hilton. Even after laying on that bed with his eyes closed for almost four months, Logan didn't forget a thing. He didn't forget anything that transpired between him and these people.

"Why are you still standing here? You haven't forgotten the agreement we had right? Unless it's not important, I never forget anything" Logan boast purposefully and confidently.

"Of course not Sir, I wouldn't dare to forget something important. I will get you a cup of coffee right away" Charles Hilton bowed and rushed out of the office in haste as Logan relaxed on the table once again.

"Now let's make one thing clear, I didn't bring you all back here because I am too generous. I did that for a reason which