Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

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"Next up is Lot 4, the Seabreeze property in East Harbor. The starting bid is 27 million dollars, the auctioneer announced.

Bidding paddles flew up across the room in quick succession, a dear sign of the fierce competition for this prime piece of real estate. "Number 45, 60 million dollars," a voice from the crowd called out.

Barely a heartbeat passed before another bidder chimed in, "Number 23, 63 million dollars.

"Number 5, 65 million dollars," yet another determined buyer countered.

The bids continued to climb rapidly. Finally, Gilmore Properties secured the lot for 78 million dollars, drawing applause from the crowd.

"The West End Soccer Field is up next," Harry's secretary whispered in his ear.

Harry's gaze remained fixed in Ophelia's direction. He was still puzzling over how she had managed to scrape together seven million dollars for investment.

"Mr. Hastings? The West End Soccer Field is next." The secretary repeated, a bit louder this time.

Harry snapped back to attention, taking a deep breath. "Right, I heard you," he replied, refocusing on the task at hand.

The auctioneer's voice rang out. "Next up is Lot 5, West End Soccer Field. Starting bid is 22 million dollars."

There was a pause, and then the bidding continued. "Number 41, 27 million dollars." Someone raised their paddle.

Another quickly chimed in, "Number 10, 28 million dollars."

Harry confidently raised his paddle. "Number 18, 30 million dollars." His bid exuded determination. Several CEOs who knew him well cast admiring glances his way, impressed by his boldness and initiative.

Harry lifted his chin, feeling proud. This was his first time taking charge, and he was determined not to disappoint his father.

However, his moment of triumph was short-lived. In the front row, Ophelia raised her paddle. "Number 8, 32 million dollars."

Ophelia spoke languidly, not forgetting to throw a challenging glance back at Harry. Her eyes were filled with undisguised contempt. Harry, who had been riding high just moments ago, couldn't stand for this. He was determined to win this plot of land at all costs. "Number 18, 37 million dollars," Harry called out confidently and thought, 'Let's see her try to outbid me now."

Harry stood, he could see the slight curl of her lips. "Number 8, 39 million dollars," she countered

subtly reminding him of

spirit. "Number 18, 40 million dollars,"

42 million dollars.

Ophelia didn't raise her paddle. Harry smirked

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dollars," Ophelia

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piss me off? Raising it by

his paddle again. "Number 18, 50 million dollars.

giving Harry another glance. She chuckled softly and said, "Number

with Christopher beside her. Their faces were etched with

a lump in his throat, making it

the front row slightly odd, only Harry knew the truth. She

raise his paddle when the appraiser next to him pushed it down. "Mr. Hastings, we can't bid any higher. We're already

matter if we go a little over budget? Hastings Group can afford it

casually raised her paddle. "Number 8, 56 million dollars." With each of Harry's bids, she consistently

paddle once more. "Number 18, 70 million dollars." Even

8, 72 million dollars,"

can't bid any higher. They've set a trap, and

moment. But now, even he wasn't foolish enough to miss what was happening. He recognized Ophelia's game-she was trying to manipulate the situation. Yet, he still

a new strategy. He'd push Ophelia to win the plot at an astronomical price. 'Let's see how she plans to pay for it,' he sneered. 'When she can't afford it, the land will end up with Hastings Group anyway.' With that thought, Harry raised the

dollars."

continued, tension mounting

million dollars,"

'You wanted to play

an eyebrow. This time, she didn't raise her paddle. Instead, she turned to Harry with a sly smile, her

does that mean?' Harry's spine stiffened. As the gavel fell, his heart

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