The Enigmatic Son-in-law

If you want it, go ahead

A man was the first to raise his paddle and bid six million, followed by others incrementally raising the bid by a million at a time. The room buzzed with hushed conversations, with many wondering what hidden value this glowing stone might have to drive up the price so quickly.

After a few moments, a clear voice called from the back, "Five million!" effectively doubling the current bid in one go. This bold bid caught the attention of everyone, who turned to look at the bidder—a young, wealthy-looking man, dressed sharply, standing tall with a confident expression. He stood up and addressed the crowd in a respectful tone, "This stone is important to me. I need it, and I intend to give it to someone in need."

As the young man spoke, Max noticed a tattoo on his neck, a symbol associated with an underground group he recognized. He smirked slightly, brushing back his hair, and without hesitation raised the bid. "Ten million," he announced.

The crowd gasped, their murmurs growing louder, an