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    La twisted her fingers together and spoke through clenched emotion. “I know they weren’t worth that kind of money, but she kept pushing me to bid. What choice did I have?” She bit her lower lip, tears streaming down her face.


    “How could you let someone manipte you like that?” Marsha snapped, her face pale with anger.


    Three hundred million was no trivial sum for the Wade family. If it had been invested in something with potential returns, that would be one thing — but it had been thrown away on items of questionable value. The Elderroot was rumored to support longevity under certain conditions, but even so, it never justified such a price. As for the Emberbloom, its worth depended entirely on the buyer, and to Christina, it served little practical purpose.


    “Enough. What’s done is done. Arguing won’t change it,” Zahir said, his voice heavy with both irritation and resignation.


    Now he needed to elerate the n to bind the two families through marriage. Once the Wades were firmly tied to the Jones family, their wealth and status would be secured for generations. But Zahir wanted more than stability — he wanted the Wade family to rise above every other household.


    “Dad… you’re not angry with me?” La asked softly, moved that even after such a staggering loss, her father hadn’t scolded her harshly.


    “Just be more cautious from now on. Don’t let people lead you by the nose,” Zahir warned.


    As he looked at his daughter, frustration simmered beneath the surface. If she were sharper, the Wade family wouldn’t be in such a vulnerable position. She had pursued Bain since childhood and still hadn’t made meaningful progress.


    After a moment’s thought, Zahir shifted his focus to Christina. Compared to Bain, she seemed far more approachable and impressionable. Once she formed an emotional attachment, her loyalty would likely follow. She appeared gentle, considerate, and easier to influence — and the Wade family,pletely unaware that her gentle exterior concealed a far more formidable nature, had no reason to think otherwise.


    “I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful,” La sobbed, overwhelmed.


    “Don’t put all the me on La. You were the ones who insisted she take Bonnie to the auction and buy her a gift,” Jaxen interjected.


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    “But the price was outrageous,” Marsha said, still pained by the exorbitant cost of the two items.


    “Mom, think it through. If those purchases secure Bonnie’s goodwill, then every dor was well spent,” Jaxen argued calmly.


    Zahir nodded. “Jaxen is right. They may seem worthless to us, but if Bonnie values them, then they have value.” He looked at his son and added, “You must seize this opportunity and marry Bonnie.”


    Whether through his son or his daughter, as long as one of them married into the Jones family, the Wades could gradually gain ess to their resources.


    “Don’t worry, Dad. I won’t let you down,” Jaxen said confidently, a smile spreading across his face. “I can already tell Bonnie is receptive to me. Trust me — once I spend more time with her, she won’t be able to resist.”


    It was a pity he hadn’t attended the auction. If he had apanied Christina, the credit for securing the Elderroot and Emberbloom would have been his.


    Buoyed by Jaxen’s confidence, the family believed in his charm and convinced themselves that winning Christina over would be straightforward.


    “We should arrange more opportunities for Jaxen to get closer to Bonnie,” La suggested.


    Marsha slipped her arm through Zahir’s. “Darling, why don’t you call Hurley and suggest a visit?”


    “Alright,” Zahir agreed — he had already been considering the same — and reached for his phone to call Hurley.


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