Sif was grinning smugly.

Never once was she ever afraid when it comes to competing 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 glanced at Frank seemingly nonchalantly.

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 glance her way as he sat calmly, ignoring Sif's earlier dramatics.

soon convinced himself that Frank was just feigning

Lionheart. Any further

scowling a little because 500 million was way lower than her expected successful

was all because Sif made a bid, intimidating everyone else as she claimed her prize

her unless they had a death

"Calling 500 million once!

"Calling 500 million twice!"

was left in disappointment even as she

as her hatred flared, the Hyperion Root was

ever dare argue against the Lionhearts—it was

"A billion."

silence, a

to find a slightly portly middle-aged man sitting near Sif, holding

Naturally, it was Trevor.

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