A bashed Ego

The room was filled with an uneasy tension as the realization sank in for Marcus. He could feel the collective gaze of the crowd, their eyes silently judging him. The weight of embarrassment bore down on him like a leaden cloak, and he struggled to maintain his composure.

Marcus's face reddened, his cheeks flushed with humiliation. He couldn't believe that he had fallen for such a blatant trap. The public spectacle he had created was now turned against him, and he had become the laughingstock of the auction.

He had just squandered an exorbitant amount of money on a piece of art that he had no genuine interest in. It was an artwork he had never even seen before, and he knew it was an extravagant, senseless purchase.

As the auctioneer declared the sale and the applause from the onlookers filled the room, Marcus was acutely aware that he had acted recklessly out of pride and competitiveness. The whispers and sidelong glances from the crowd were a stark reminder of his foolishness.

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