Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

---- Chapter 2366 Benny chuckled, his face dark with disdain. "Coward!" From the stage, Elsie frowned slightly and glanced toward Suite No. 3, where Andrew sat. However, the glass was one-way, and she could not see anything. She could only announce, "Congratulations to Mr. Murphy for winning the Shadow-Flame Art." Then, she moved on to the next item up for auction. When the bidding reached 30 million, it looked like the gavel was about to fall. That was when Andrew suddenly chimed in from his suite, "35 million. I'm determined to have this chainmail armor.

If you don't have the money to back it up, you should keep your mouth shut. Don't you all agree, folks?" The entire room suddenly felt a collective pain. Everyone was visibly irritated by his arrogance. "For crying out loud, this bastard in Suite No. 3 thinks this is funny?" someone muttered. "What a jerk! He bids and then runs his mouth like he owns the place. Is this kid out of his mind?" another voice grumbled. ---- "Mr. Murphy, take him down. If I were you, I'd crush this guy in front of everyone," a third person called out. Benny's face tuned cold as ice. "37 million!

You've got guts Let's see if you can actually back them up." Andrew replied smoothly, "40 million." Benny sneered, "Oh, now you're getting interested? 45 million." Andrew simply smiled. "Congratulations, Mr. Murphy. You got the second round." Something clicked in Benny's mind, and he suddenly felt something was off. That bastard had driven the price up just to drop out at the last second. Could he be a plant hired by the auction house? But then again, the Reyes family would never stoop that low. After all, it would ruin their reputation. With their status, they did not need such cheap tricks.

completely ignored him. His objective was already accomplished, and he had no interest in wasting more words. At the auction block, Elsie's eyes widened slightly. Her gaze shifted back toward Suite No. 3, filled with confusion. She made a mental note to visit the

her out, and she wanted to understand why. Yet as the possibilities began to form in her mind, Elsie's expression shifted, and a wave of unease washed over her. What if he was interested in her? What if this was his way of showing interest, a prelude to claiming her as his own? The more she thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. In Chetvine's high society, wealthy men constantly threw money around just to catch a beautiful woman's attention. Elsie felt a chill run through

on her alone. If someone powerful really did set their sights on her, she would have no way to resist and would end up with no choice but to surrender to them This was the brutal reality of the glamour world. What looked like a powerful man's