Sif was grinning smugly.


    Never once was she ever afraid when ites topeting connections!


    Tavis was hanging his head in turn, afraid to say a word since he knew how difficult Sif could be.


    Anyone who messed with her would have messed with her younger brother—the freak of Volsung Sect.


    "Oh, he''s spineless. Boring..." Sif sighed in disappointment as she returned to her seat.


    Then, she nced at Frank seemingly nonchntly.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    However, while she presumed that Frank would be petrified after hearing her name—falling to his


    knees in apology, even—Frank remained impassive.


    He was definitely not spooked and did not even nce her way as he sat calmly, ignoring Sif''s earlier


    dramatics.


    Still, Sif soon convinced himself that Frank was just feigning calmness to save face, her disdain for


    Frank ring.


    "500 million from Ms. Lionheart. Any further bids?" Jenny asked loudly just then.


    However, she was scowling a little because 500 million was way lower than her expected sessful


    bid.


    And it was all because Sif made a bid, intimidating everyone else as she imed her prize cheaply.


    No one would ever dare bid against her unless they had a death wish, making enemies of Morhen''s


    Lionhearts.


    "Calling 500 million once!


    "Calling 500 million twice!"


    Jenny was left in disappointment even as she asked loudly and futilely.


    But even as her hatred red, the Hyperion Root was really Sif''s once she announced the name of her


    family.


    No one would ever dare argue against the Lionhearts—it was suicidal.


    "A billion."


    Amid the silence, a voice suddenly spoke.


    Everyone turned to find a slightly portly middle-aged man sitting near Sif, holding up his paddle.


    Naturally, it was Trevor.


    "What?" Sif turned in disbelief toward Frank, certainly aware that Trevor was just Frank''s errand boy,


    and Frank was the one who decided on the bid.


    In fact, she had already filled in the nks in her head—she was presuming that Frank was so


    stubborn he refused to fall to his knees just to save face. And now, he waspeting against her on a


    bid?


    Sif felt like she was pped in the face, especially with so many eyes watching.


    Was he deaf? Did he not hear Sif announce her bid for the Hyperion Root earlier?


    Or maybe he was crazy, even suicidal?


    Either way, the false bravado was real.


    "Hot damn. Who''s that man stepping on Sif Lionheart''s toes?"


    "Whoa, I just recognized him. That''s the CEO of Trevor International, and he''s a force to reckon with...


    Though he''s hardly a rival to the Lionhearts!"