The Decillionaire Heir

Chapter 10 — A Fat Thigh To Grab On To

"Bring the items forward!"

Just after Amelia spoke, the door swung open. A burly man wearing a mask walked into the office, holding a huge box. Behind him were two additional well built men who took their stand behind Drew.

"Miss Amelia? what is the meaning of this?" Drew frowned.

"Ah, Mr. Drew, don't take offense. Many people have bid so much but when it reaches time for them to pay, we discover that they are just paupers with big mouths. This is just a preventive safety measure. Mr. Drew should please bear with it"

Drew sneered inwardly when he heard these words.

"Is Miss. Amelia insinuating that I cannot pay up?"

"Time will tell" Amelia flashed him another lovely smile.

Adding the five hundred million you bid on that unknown rock, plus your earlier bid on that medicinal herb the jade eyed ginseng, your total bid amounted to a whooping of eight hundred million. How do you wish to proceed with the payment?"

After Amelia finished speaking, she studied Drew intently.

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