Chapter 62
Author: Tenzen
last update2026-09-02 20:21:40

The gavels sharp crack blasted into the air and a round of applause followed suit. The third item of the night disappeared backstage. The air in the hall was still warm with money, the kind that didn't shout, but smiled and nodded while it took your last dime.

A server in a sharp black and white vest passed with another tray of champagne flutes. The clink of glass followed him into the distance. The lights shifted again, the blue fading into something softer; amber glow that bathed the stage i
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    A wave of recognition moved through the Sawyer family section. Victor Sawyer leaned back in his seat, studying Maximus with mild surprise. The Sawyer matriarch's together with an unreadable glint in her eyes. The bidding climbed, two million, two point one, two point two and so on. Voices from all corners of the room stepping in and bowing out like a slow, elegant duel. Two point three, two point four. By the time it hit three point one million, the initial bloom of paddles has withered down to just a handful: Maximus, the Sawyer matriarch herself, a heavyset man in a commanders uniform whom Maximus didn't recognize, and a hawk faced collector from the East seated near the back. Valerie was watching him now with a mix of fascination and thrill. He wasn't sweating or fidgeting, he was still, with a cold presence in a room full of restless money. Three point two. Three point three. With every bid, Maximus cut down the competition. The heavy set man bowed out. But, the collector he

  • Chapter 62

    The gavels sharp crack blasted into the air and a round of applause followed suit. The third item of the night disappeared backstage. The air in the hall was still warm with money, the kind that didn't shout, but smiled and nodded while it took your last dime. A server in a sharp black and white vest passed with another tray of champagne flutes. The clink of glass followed him into the distance. The lights shifted again, the blue fading into something softer; amber glow that bathed the stage in a rich, museum like warmth. Maximus sat back in his chair, his fingers anxiously drumming steadily against his knee. He wasn't fidgeting, it was the rhythm of someone counting possibilities. Valerie, legs crossed elegantly, didn't look at the stage right away. She was scanning the crowd of elites with that sharp, feline gaze if hers, the one that seemed to measure everyone down to the thread count in their attires. Then the curtains at the back parted, and two staff members rolled out a lon

  • Chapter 61

    The murmurs in the grand hall suddenly shifted, rippling like a wave of anticipation. Heads began to turn toward the entrace as the Sawyer family’s highest ranking figures made their entrance.The Sawyer family matriarch, regal as ever in her old age, silver hair swept into a perfect chignon, her prescence radiating authority, glided into the room in a deep emerald gown. Flanking her was Victor Sawyer, tall and broad shouldered in a perfectly tailored midnight blue suit, his expression was calm yet intimidating. At his side walked his adoptive son, Vikram, a sharply dressed young man with slicked back hair and a smile that manged to look charming and calcualting all at once.The energy in the room shifted instantly. The crowd of elites, dressed in shimmering fabrics and dripping with jewelry, instinctively dirfted toward the newcomers like moths to a flame, eager to offer their greetings.Standing off to the side, Maximus and Valerie watched the scene unfold, their fingers intertwined

  • Chapter 60

    CHAPTER 60>The event hall was absolutely dazzling. A huge chandelier hung above everything, spilling golden glow aacross the polished surface of everything and casting long reflections that shimmered with every movement of the attendants.They hadnt taken no more than two steps before a wave of people swept toward them. Hands reached out, voices called valerie’s name, and flashes from the press exploded from every angle, bathing them in a burst of while light.Valerie was very much used to this and straightened up to be poissed and elegant, retuinign each greeting with her flawless social smile, the kind that looked warm, yet never gave too much away. Maximus on the other hand, stiffened uncomfortably. The bright camera lights felt invasive to him, probing deeper than he would like. His jaw cleched slightly as he gave a polite nod and quietly retreated his steps till he left the spotligh for valerie.A passing server in crisp black and white appeared at his side, offereing a silver t

  • Chapter 59

    CHAPTER 59>The obsidian glided smoothly down the open road, cutting through the city like a blade in the midnight. Inside the Dreamweaver, the atmosphere was thick with the scent of leather, expensive perfume, and pungent, potent unspoken tension that was ever so palpable.Valerie leaned back into the passenger seat, her eyes drifting over the dashboard with the admiration of someone used to luxury but still able to appreciate a beautiful machine.“This car is stunning, Maximus,” she said with a fingers lazily brushing over the center console like she was caressing it. “How much do you want for it? I'll pay you double of whatever you price it.”Maximus glanced at her with a crooked grin, one hand still on the stirring wheel. “I’ll take that as a joke.”She tilted her head toward him, her lips curling into a slow, amused smile. “Of course it’s a joke… it's clear she's very valuable to you.” she said, but the way she looked at him suggested everything about her was a calculated dare.T

  • Chapter 58

    CHAPTER 58>Steam curled in a gentle wave through the air as Maximus stepped out of the bathroom, his broad frame catching in slow, glistering streaks. Beaded droplets of water ran down his ebony black skin like they were awe of the canvas they touched.His wool like hair was still damp, clung to his forehead and curled tighter at the ends, dripping in rhythmic succession on the marble tiles of the bathroom.He had a pink towel on that was barely doing its job, it hung low on his waist and it was more of an afterthought than a means of coverage as he walked towards the mirror.He stood there for a moment, breathing softly as he glared at his reflection. Water continued to glide down his chest, tracing outlines of defined muscle, mapping out weeks of discipline and recent victories. Then he straightened his posture and cleared his throat.“Ahem…!”“Good evening, Miss Valerie…”He reharsed with an outstretched hand and a cheeky eyebrow. Then he frowned, that sounded too stiff and he nee

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