"I didn't know you were an art enthusiast" I whispered, leaning towards him slightly. Up close, I realized something horrifying. At my respectable 5'8" height, I still had to look up at him like a lost toddler.
"I'm not" he deadpanned. "Grandpa forced me to an auction. I bought it for ten million."
My jaw dropped.
"Ten… million… won?" I whispered.
"USD."
I short-circuited.
I swear my brain rebooted like Windows XP.
"H-huh?"
"Don't insult me, honey. Ten million won? Even Bam's food costs more than that."
Sir.
I wanted to cry.
He's richer than I thought.
Elon Musk who?
Jeff Bezos where?
And excuse me—WHAT did he just call me?!
Honey?!
SIR?!
I was still buffering when his voice dragged me back.
"Jagi, why are you acting like it's a big amount?"
Jagi?! Excuse me?!