<b>Chapter </b><b>93 </b>


    The auction moved quickly. Each item was wrapped up within ten minutes of being disyed. During this time, Alexa and Alex took a liking to two artifacts. After bidding and winning, it was Brandon himself who personally fetched the items from the back.


    Ashton had promised to treat them and followed through, which thrilled Alexis to no end. On top of that, he heard that after the auction, they’d be treated to ate–night meal too. Alexia, who had no resistance to handsome men, agreed without a second thought.


    Alex nearly lost his temper over


    He thought to himself, “What the heck? Has my handsome face lost its charm already?”


    As the auction neared its end, most of the bidders already had one or two items in hand. So when the frostworm that Briar had her eyes on finally came up, thepetition had already halved.


    Still, with a starting bid of 3 million dors, the frostworm drew plenty of interest from wealthy bidders.


    After all, no rich man would ever think they owned too many good things.


    “4 million dors!”


    The moment the auctioneer announced the starting price, someone raised their paddle.


    “5 million dors!” Alexia jumped in immediately.


    Ashton handed his bidding paddle to Briar. “Go ahead. Time to boost your treasure fund.


    Briar <b>took </b>the paddle from him. “<b>5.3 </b>million dors.”


    In auctions, one shouldn’t raise the bid too aggressively. It would invite conflict and reverse psychology from other bidders, which could


    drive the final price far beyond expectations.


    But Briar had forgotten. Sitting next to her was none other than the richest scion of Shoneport. And she was holding his paddle.


    The moment she raised it, the other wealthy bidders were not particrly fixated on the frostworm, so they quietly bowed out.


    Since Ashton raised the paddle, this frostworm would go to the youngdy.


    After all, no matter how rich someone was, no one couldpete with the <b>Wade </b>family, whose wealth could rival a nation’s.


    There were still a few who knew the frostworm’s value and weren’t willing to give up. They wanted to try their luck, hoping a miracle would happen. Unfortunately, it definitely wouldn’t happen in the auction.


    Not to mention, Ashton already knew the final bid price of every item tonight. And this was the first gift he was giving Briar. No matter how high the price went, he was going to secure it.


    The bidding heated up.


    “14.3 million dors!”


    “15 million dors!” Alexia called out.


    “15.2 million dors!”


    15.6 million dors!” Briar called out.


    216 million dors!”


    In the end, only two bidders were leftpeting with friar. These two wealthy men had traveled from other cities specifically for this G


    and had their sights set on the frostworm. They hade prepared.


    They thought theirpetitors would be other rich collectors. But out of nowhere, Ashton’s camp joined the fray.


    13.5 million dors was the maximum they were willing to go. Sure, the item was great, but paying more than 16 million dors for it wouldn’t be worth it. It just wouldn’t yield proportional returns for them.


    the bidding already at 16 million dors, one of the men decisively backed out.


    He thought to himself, ‘I’m out. Even with money to burn, this is just reckless?”


    The other man clenched his teeth, looked at the unbothered Ashton, who hadn’t even nced at the stage once. The other man decided to go all in onest time. “16.1 million!”


    Briar didn’t hesitate. “16.3 million dors!”


    The other bidder was fuming and decided to give up. After all, a loss to Ashton was nothing to be ashamed of. No one could outbid him


    <b>anyway</b>.


    Even the auctioneer was getting nervous. She had already received a reminder from backstage. Thisst item was something Ashton’s girlfriend had her eye on, so she had to manage the bidding rhythm carefully and definitely couldn’t let it fall into someone else’s hands.


    As the bids inched closer to the maximum value, sweat started to bead on her palms.


    Finally, the auctioneer saw that thest bidder had given up. She rxed and immediately dropped the hammer. “16.3 million dors, first call! Any more bids? 16.3 million dors, second call!”


    “16.3 million dors, third call!” She struck the gavel a final time, her smile even brighter now. “Congrattions to this youngdy for winning tonight’s final item, the frostworm.”


    It hadn’t been easy. The auctioneer looked sincerely toward Briar’s table, visibly relieved.


    “Congrattions!” Ashton apuded gently.


    Briar was clearly happy too. The final price was 300 thousand dors less than she had estimated. “Thanks! Your name carries weight. You saved me 300 thousand dors. I’ll treat you guys for supper.”


    Alexia grinned. “Briar, you said it. We’re definitely going to go all out and eat till your wallet hurts.”


    “Bring it on,” Briar said, waving her bank card confidently.


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