Chapter 1349:


    “One hundred and ten million!”


    “I bid one hundred and twenty million.”


    “One hundred thirty million!”


    Once again, the livestreamments exploded.


    “What is happening? These people have lost their minds!”


    “This auction is more exciting than a movie!”


    “I work hard to earn a living. Meanwhile, money seems to grow on trees for these people.”


    “If I could sell one piece for this price, I’d wake upughing every day.”


    “Too bad the money won’t go to Maia—it bes a donation anyway.”


    Suddenly, the man who had dered the open-ended bid lifted his paddle again. His expression didn’t change as he said, in a t tone, “Three hundred million.”


    He said it as if quoting three hundred dors.


    Shock rippled through the room.


    “I did say it was an open-ended bid,” he added with a cold smirk. “If you aren’t afraid of me stopping, by all means—raise your paddles.”


    The bidders who had just spoken up flushed with anger.


    “Who is this man? How dare he do this? I want a report on him in three minutes.”


    “He’s outrageous! Does he have any idea who he’s provoking? I’m Emeraldis’s shipping tycoon!”


    “Three hundred million? Has he lost his mind? He’s practically giving up the rest of the auction.”


    Yet none of them lifted their paddles again. They could tell he wasn’t bluffing—he had both the resources and the will to see it through.


    Going above three hundred million far exceeded what any of them considered the item’s value. The premium was too steep.


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    What if he really withdrew after they pushed him? Who would be stuck paying that impossible price? No one dared take that risk.


    Onstage, Kiley was filled with unrestrained joy. Her lips curved upward despite every attempt to keep themposed.


    This was merely the beginning. A jewelry design that existed only in blueprints had just secured three hundred million dors for the Cooper Group. The sum staggered her expectations.


    Her gaze drifted back to Maia, and she felt a flicker of unwilling admiration. Maia was an absolute gold mine wrapped in elegance.


    No wonder her father refused to dispatch his shadow operatives to eliminate Maia outright. Instead, Kolton wanted Kiley to squeeze every drop of value from her at this charity g before dismantling her piece by piece.


    The realization struck hard. Kiley recognized the gap between her own cunning and her father’s ruthless patience, and she felt a pang of shame.


    The man who had ced the open-ended bid cut through the murmuring crowd with barely concealed scorn. “Nobody else wants topete, correct?”


    He turned toward the host onstage. “The piece belongs to me now, doesn’t it?”


    The host seized the moment, words tumbling out rapidly. “Three hundred million going once, three hundred million going twice…”


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