The herb’s price skyrocketed, jumping fifteen times its original bid, leaving the room in a heavy silence filled with mixed reactions. Just being invited to this auction was a mark of prestige, a chance to rub shoulders with the elite. However, when the bidding started, the real financial status of each attendee was revealed.
Sixty million was the tipping point. Then it jumped to one hundred million. At that moment, Vincent and Langston clearly stood above the rest.
Once again, all eyes shifted to Katelyn.
“One hundred and sixty million!” Katelyn said, her voice steady yet gentle. She gripped her paddle tightly, her gaze unwavering. This was probably her final chance to secure the herb, and she wouldn’t back down, no matter the price.
A spark of amusement grew in Langston’s eyes. Things were becoming increasingly intriguing.
“Three hundred million!” he called out.
His bid plunged the room into a tense silence, followed by soft gasps as people reacted in shock.
Katelyn’s expression became complicated. As expected, Langston was her toughest competitor in this auction. This update is available on f?ndnovel.net
Then, out of nowhere, Vincent, who hadn’t bid yet, made a surprising move that stunned everyone.
Vincent’s three fingers were raised, with the ring and pinky fingers curled inward, signaling a bold and confident bid. This simple gesture left the entire room in shock, including the auctioneer, who appeared visibly stunned. It had been years since such a dominant bidder had graced the auction house.
Katelyn looked at Vincent, her expression filled with confusion. She was unfamiliar with the auction house’s rules and the significance of Vincent’s gesture. However, Langston’s expression hardened, and he immediately instructed the person next to him.
“Find out who that man really is.”
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Who would dare to make such a gesture at such a prestigious auction?
After a moment of silence, the auctioneer regained his composure, his voice tinged with excitement.
“Ladies and gentlemen, this gentleman here has now made an unbeatable bid. From this point forward, no matter how high the bids go, he will always raise the price.”
Vincent’s face remained impassive, his gaze cold as it swept across the room. After all, this was Granville, a place where many knew him. As recognition set in, the initial shock among the audience morphed into nods of understanding. Some even murmured, “As expected of Mr. Adams, always one to make such a decisive move.”
The auction dynamics had clearly shifted. Now, only Vincent and Langston remained as serious competitors.
The auctioneer, looking towards Langston with anticipation, announced.
“Sir, would you like to continue bidding? The price is now at three hundred million and one hundred thousand.”
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