Reminiscing

"We all know what men are thinking. Besides, no matter how beautiful that woman is, she was just a plaything. Even though she pretended to be a graceful, pretty woman at the time, she still ended up messing around. Let me tell you a secret. Actually, I've slept with her before... Hehehe." The man who spoke had a mysterious expression on his face. As he spoke, he seemed to be reminiscing on something. All of a sudden, wicked smiles appeared on everyone's faces. Lucille stopped in her tracks. She continued walking slowly as if she didn't hear anything. However, she sent a silver needle flying out. The expression of the man who had been chatting excitedly froze, and then he bent down painfully. His forehead was covered with sweat, and his face was pale. A few seconds later, the man was sent to the hospital urgently. Lucille kept her gaze steadily forward and sat in the last row with Molly since it was the most inconspicuous place. Minutes later, the auction officially began. The items tha