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    The crowd held its breath, none of them daring topete with the two mysterious powerhouses seated in the private rooms above. Instead, their attention shifted to Brendon, the only one bold—or stupid—enough to challenge them. They watched with curiosity, wondering just how far Brendon would go.


    Brendon was drenched in sweat. His heart pounded like a drum, but one thought kept screaming in his head—he couldn’t back down. As he lifted his paddle again, Ynda tried to grab his arm. But she was toote.


    “Three hundred million!” Brendon dered.


    The room exploded. Whispers surged like waves crashing onto the shore. Was Brendon trying to get himself—and his family—wiped off the map? Who would risk angering those two heavyweights? They could crush the Dawson family like ants if they felt like it. And for what? What spell did this emerald ne have over Brendon that made him throw caution—and logicpletely out the window?


    All eyes darted toward the private rooms upstairs, waiting to see if the mysterious elites would respond.


    Then, a crisp, poised female voice rang out. “Three hundred and ten million.”


    No way! Another bold bidder had entered the ring. And this time, it wasn’t just guts—it was wealth, real wealth.


    Heads whipped around.


    “Who was thatdy? Which family is she from?”


    “Never seen her before. Maybe she’s one of those hidden heiresses, kept away from the public.”


    “She’s got confidence, poise… That girl muste from serious money. Maybe even on par with the elites upstairs.”


    After Davina made her bid, the buzz shifted toward her. Everyone spected about her identity, assuming she was a hidden heiress from a top-tier family. Katie, who had been watching from the sidelines, gritted her teeth in disbelief. She hadn’t expected Davina to join the bidding war.


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    “That tramp… Where the hell did she get that kind of money?” she muttered under her breath, irritated. In Katie’s mind, Christina was broke and pathetic, so her friends couldn’t be any better. They were all supposed to be a bunch of penniless nobodies. A bid of over three hundred million? That wasn’t something they could pull out of thin air. So where the hell did ite from?


    Many wealthy business tycoons loved to brag about their immense fortunes, but the truth was, very few couldy their hands on billions in liquid cash. Their wealth was usually tied up in immovable assets, long-term investments, or business ventures that couldn’t be touched on a whim.


    “Did Christina sell that Bugatti?” Ynda remarked in a low, curious voice. “Otherwise, where on earth did her ordinary friend get thatrge amount of money?”


    “Hah! Christina and her friend are just for appearances. With the way she burns through cash, the only way she manages is by living off men!” Katie scoffed, her expression curling with scorn.


    Brendon’s face darkened. Just thinking about thosepany shares Christina had snatched from him made his blood boil. She was so extravagant, throwing his money at Davina like confetti. She didn’t hesitate to embarrass him, even if it meant draining her bank ount dry.


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