Chapter 145 A Dangerous Game
Leslie’s POV
Kirby was never one to back off easily.
What kind of scheme was he hiding up his sleeve?
I didn’t have time to think it through before Lyana’s move made me frown.
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Smoke Pack’s territory was way down south, miles away from the central city. Why was she going all in for this plot ofnd?
Unless… my chest tightened slightly. I could already sense something shady going on.
I gestured for Liam to raise the Rogue Pack royal crest. My voice was calm but firm, leaving no room for argument.
“Twenty–eight billion!”
Across the room, Lyana’s sharp gaze cut straight over. She didn’t hesitate at all.
“Thirty billion!”
There was a subtle taunt in her voice. The air inside the hall turned thick and still.
My brows furrowed deeper.
Smoke Pack had no business with a central city plot like this. She was pushing too hard–there had to be something behind it.
Just then, Liam’s phone buzzed. He nced down, leaned toward my ear, and whispered under
his breath.
“Your Majesty, Smoke Pack has formed an alliance with Crimson Moon Pack.”
My heart dropped. So that was it.
With the two of them joining forces, their financial strength and resources would far exceed our expectations.
The odds of winning this contest had suddenly swung in their favor.
I held back the uncase rising inside me and kept a polite smile on my face. But deep down, I was starting to worry.
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The Rogue Pack royal family might be rich, but this offering was already approaching our upper limit.
Going further could stall future development across the Westview.
I clenched my jaw and nodded at Liam.
“Forty–five billion!”
The hall fellpletely silent. You could hear a pin drop.
Now the real battle had begun. Only the top–tier Packs were still in the game.
Lyana’s gaze locked onto me. It burned hot and sharp, like it was trying to pierce through to my thoughts.
Without pause, she raised her totem staff.
“Forty–eight billion!”
The pressure came crashing down like a mountain.
Forty–eight billion… that was practically our ceiling.
Spending that much on a single territory–would we even see returns in the next few decades?
Was it worth it?
I took a deep breath, looked over at Liam, and gave a small nod.
“Forty–nine billion.”
That was our final offer. Any higher, and I wouldn’t be able to answer to the Pack.
Across the hall, Lyana wavered for the first time. Her eyes flickered with hesitation.
I understood instantly. Their limit must be around this number too.
Just as I thought it was decided, I saw her lean toward Mch. They spoke in hushed tones, and Mch’s phone lit up.
My heart sank again. What were they nning?
“The Council Elder announces–forty–nine billion, second call-”
Before the third call could be made, Lyana raised her staff once more. Her face was tight with
strain.
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“Forty–nine point five billion!”
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There was a hint of clenched teeth in her voice. It was obvious–they were at their breaking point too.
I lowered my eyes. Any further, and we’d be throwing good money after bad.
The Rogue Pack royal family didn’t do losing trades.
Just as I was about to signal Liam to withdraw, Eric suddenly spoke up beside me. His voice was calm, but it echoed across the room like thunder.
“Fifty billion.”
Gasps erupted through the crowd.
I spun around, ring at him.
“Are you insane?” I hissed under my breath.
Fifty billion–way over our budget!
That plot ofnd wasn’t worth that price at all!
But Eric only curved his lips into a sly, meaningful smile and said nothing.
Across the room, Lyana froze at the number. Her eyes shed with disbelief.
Fifty billion had clearly gone beyond what she and Mch had prepared for.
Her expression twisted, and the totem staff in her hand trembled slightly.
“Fifty billion, first call-”
“Fifty billion, second call-”
“Fifty billion, third call–congrattions to Frost Pack!”
The Council Elder’s voice rang out through the hall. Thunderous apuse erupted.
The territory had gone to Frost Pack.
I stared at Eric, trying to find some kind of clue in that unruffled face of his.
What the hell was he thinking
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