Juniper licked her lips. The price was on the high side, but it was still a guaranteed profit for whoever won. Not bad.


    ...


    In another private suite, Lue was sipping red wine while monitoring the prices. When she saw the room number of thetest bidder, she sat bolt upright.


    Well, well. Wasn''t that the room belonging to Juniper''s old man? He needed P3.0 too?


    The richest man in Borealia, was he? The one who swept her best friend off her feet?


    Lue had been looking for a way to blow off some steam, and now, opportunity hade knocking. She was going to make Shanley bleed for this.


    VIP Room 2 (Lue): "Thirty million."


    Juniper''s eyes widened slightly when she saw Lue''s bid. She knew perfectly well that Room 1 was Shanley''s. Was she raising the price on purpose?


    Although P3.0 belonged to their institute, they had submitted it anonymously to protect their identities.


    "Boss, someone ispeting with us for P3.0," Felton reported.


    "Keep going," Shanley said, his eyes still downcast as he carefully peeled a piece of fruit for Juniper. His voice was low and casual. “The hospitalb has needed this for a long time. Get it, no matter the cost."


    This was the reason he hade to the auction.


    Juniper chewed on a slice of apple, her big, clear eyes fixed on Shanley.


    Room 1 (Shanley): "Thirty-five million."


    Room 2 (Lue): "Forty million."


    Room 1 (Shanley): "Forty-five million."


    Room 2 (Lue): "Fifty million."


    Lue matched his bids without hesitation, clearly enjoying herself. The price should have topped out at twenty-five million, but who would have thought Shanley would ru into her Juniper must be having a fit right now, she thought with a giggle.


    "Boss, they''re staying right on us," Felton said, his hand trembling slightly on the bidding device. "Should we... keep going?"


    Even he could see that the drug was now worth far more than its market price. Even


    if they won it, the subsequent research costs might turn it into a loss.


    Juniper watched Shanley silently, waiting for his reaction. From what she knew of him, he was incredibly wealthy, but he wasn''t a fool.


    "It''s not just about making money,"


    Shanley said, cing the peeled fruit in front of Juniper. He finally looked up at Felton, wiping his fingers. slowly Anyone can buy this drug. But only toon ensure its potentialis fully realized. If it falls into the wrong hands..." Content belong


    Shanley''s lips tightened, a harsh glint in his eyes. "I heard P2.0 was resold to a profiteer at an exorbitant price. To this day, many people still can''t afford it."


    Juniper''s eyebrows shot up in satisfaction. She picked up a piece of fruit and held it to his lips.


    "Thank you, Juniper.” Her small gesture clearly pleased him. He gently patted her head.


    "Felton, keep bidding."


    "Yes, boss." Felton said no more and returned to the bidding device.


    At the same time, Juniper opened her chat with Lue.


    Juniper: [You raise the price one more time and see what happens.]


    Lue: [Alright, alright! He''s your man, and his money will be yours someday. I''ll do you a favor and save you some cash.]


    More importantly, she could tell Juniper was genuinely angry. If she pushed it any further, she might get her neck snapped tonight.