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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirteen
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Across the room, Damien remained motionless. His expression was unreadable, his eyes locked onto the bidder with a quiet intensity.

Sophia, sitting beside him, could feel the shift in energy.

“Jefferson is hesitating,” she whispered, glancing at Damien. “Are you going to—”

However Damien didn’t respond. He just watched, knowing it wasn't time yet.

Meanwhile, the auctioneer, sensing the rising tension, cleared his throat. “Twenty million going once—”

The room held its breath.

“Twenty million going twice—”

Jefferson tilted his head slightly, as if considering his next move.

Then, just as the hammer was about to drop—

“Thirty million.”

A new bid, a shocking new bid.

And this time, it wasn’t from Jefferson.

The tension in the auction hall was thick, the air heavy with anticipation. All other bidders had fallen silent.

Now, it was just two men.

Jefferson, And the mysterious bidder still clutching his phone, murmuring to someone on the other end.

The guest couldn't do anything but watched.

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