The people inside the venue made a stir after the announcement. No one could blame them for doing so, as they were talking about properties that reached a billion dollars!The question was, would the young man who had bid 900 million dollars a moment ago still bid now that the young tycoon of the Ratherford family had joined the bidding?There was a suffocating silence in the venue as all eyes darted on Sett, observing him.... Sett's brows unconsciously twitched, feeling irritated. 'Why are these people pressuring me? Do I have to give up or not?' Sett thought before he breathed out. On the stage, the auctioneer swept her gaze at the crowd. She even momentarily paused her gaze at Sett, before proceeding to loom for any more courageous bidder. Seeing that there was none, her face showed disappointment."Is there any higher bid?" As no one responded, she began to count. "Hitting once!"Actually, she was expecting the bidding to reach a billion dollars and a half. Any lower than that
The young master, Rocco, contorted in anger. He unknowingly tightened his grip on the auction house server lady's delicate arm. "Ah!" The lady server let out a yelp of pain. At that time, a man with a masculine physique spoke as if to advise Rocco. "Young master, that's enough. We can't make a scene here. Remember why your father sent you here." The young master Rocco loosens his grip on the young lady server, leaving behind a violet and somewhat red bruise on her arm. She trembled in fear at the corner. Initially, she had thought that serving the young master would bring her benefits. Oh, how gravely mistaken she was.If it weren't for his timely intervention of him, the young lady server would have had to look for a doctor as young master Rocco wouldn't stop hurting others for the reason that he had a violent tendency and a complete lack of sympathy toward others."Do you have the right to order me around pheasant?" The young master Rocco spat at the man before him, who, despite
"Isn't Ms. Jasmine supposed to be the one handling this matter? I demand an explanation!" Meanwhile, Sheila’s emerald eyes trembled ever so slightly as she looked at the screen in front of her. ‘It’s Uncle Charles and Aunt Isabella's mansion... Sheila was feeling troubled and she had conflicting thoughts. Should she be angry that someone was auctioning her in-laws' house? And it would be a lie if she wasn’t anxious for her husband, Sett Crossword, to have his relatives sell off his parents’ mansion. Also, it wasn’t simply because the mansion was being auctioned that made Sheila extremely mad, as her face was flustered; there was another reason... and that was that the mansion was dismantled! From the ceiling to the floor, it couldn’t even be called a mansion at this point. It was just a pile of rubbish and debris. It was frustrating to watch. Honestly, if it weren’t for the fountain near the mansion, she wouldn’t even recognize the mansion... It took a while for Sheila to adjust her
The Treasure Palace, auction house venue was filled with stillness and silence, everyone's gaze was directed at a particular man, and to their amazement, it was that man! who had previously gone head to head with the young master Rocco and had even come out on top and bought the real state business of the Bob company. "Brother, do you know that man?" A young man with a rather dull face spoke with interest. He was a young entrepreneur, and it was his job to build connections with powerful individuals. That's the reason he was full of curiosity toward Sett. "No… idea." The senior of the young entrepreneurs shook his head before proceeding. "But I do know that lady beside him. She is Sheila Laurel. She’s the young lady of the Laurel family." The young entrepreneur pondered before his eyes lit up. "Oh you mean, the twin sisters that were recently kicked out of their family?" The fervently discussing crowd quickly shifted toward Sheila, who was beside Sett; after all, they didn't kno
On the stage, Ms. Jasmine was so angry that it made her face flush. On top of that, this self-titled retard was questioning her about "meaning." It was unbelievable!Did this Ratherford young master intend to continue telling lies? Or rather, did he throw his brain into a blender? Ms. Jasmine furiously thought to herself."I should be the one asking you, young master Rocco, why are you deliberately increasing the price? For a second time, do I need to remind you who the seller is?" Ms. Jasmine spoke with a clear conviction in her voice. "Aren't you afraid of people gossiping behind your back?"Ms. Jasmine wasn't an average woman that would easily bend to bribes...Everything was overturned by Ms. Jasmine's statement...At that moment, a man in formal attire had a deep frown on his countenance. He mumbled. "Increasing the price?"A man from a respectable background was displaying a doubtful face, as he stated. "Is Ms. Jasmine implying that young master Rocco is the seller but somehow
Ms. Jasmine could still recall when he was having a conversation with the private detective that his father had personally hired to find out where Sett Crossword had gotten his hand on that precious jewelry. Nonetheless, not everything goes as planned."Ms. Jasmine, we haven't found anything on Sett Crossword besides him being a member of the Crossword family...." The private detective felt ashamed of himself for his failure, for not being able to dig up any information about who Sett Crossword really is!"There is no record of him at all."Sett's being a member of the Crossword family was a given, and that's not what she and her father were after, but the fact of how he got his hands on those "items," the blue diamonds, and their hidden value.Suddenly, Ms. Jasmine's reminiscence of that time was cut short as she heard her name being mentioned."Ms. Jasmine? Are you alright?""Ah, yes, I'm alright... Sorry about that." Ms. Jasmine's face was slightly red, feeling embarrassed."It's
At this time, where the busy guests of the auction house were either collecting their legal documents after winning their bids or they were retreating toward the exit, young master Rocco could be seen with his men; he was scowling after one of his subordinates didn't appear, which was irritating. Well, not exactly a subordinate, as Glenn wouldn't listen to his command. It was really infuriating on his part.Just then, one of young master Rocco's subordinates spoke with a hushed voice."Young Master, I don't trust that guy. Also, there are rumors about him r*ping the daughter of his client the night before her celebration....." Before he could even finish, Young Master Rocco snapped at him. "Shut up! That's none of your f*cking business. You hear me, boy?""Y-Yes, sir...""Good that you understand..... Now that you mention it, where did that sly bastard go?" Young master Rocco scratched his head while looking around for Glenn. He was baffled as to what that punk was doing."Never min
In the back alley, Sett studied his surroundings while glancing from time to time at the dark corner.After finishing that, Sett returns his gaze to his foe and even examines them from head to toe. These guys wearing professional apparel of a back tuxedo, that one would see in movies. Sett couldn't help but chuckle coldly; this bunch of clowns indeed came in numbers. Was he really that important to them? This fellow should cut him some slack!Nothing less, there was a guy who stood out among the other men in black. Sett narrowed his eyes at that person. The person was none other than Glenn.'Hmm? Isn't he the one with that scumbag Rocco?' He kept his thoughts in the back of his head while letting out a whiff of air to cool his head. Earlier, he had sensed an overwhelming presence, so it was from him. There's no mistaking it."This is troubling...." Sett mumbled as he locked his gaze on Glenn; he was the perfect package. He was tall and had the looks to rival any male model, and hid