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.

himself that Frank was just feigning calmness to save face, her

Any further bids?" Jenny asked loudly

million was way

a bid, intimidating everyone

one would ever dare bid against her unless they had a death wish, making enemies

"Calling 500 million once!

"Calling 500 million twice!"

in disappointment even as

hatred flared, the Hyperion Root was really Sif's once she

would ever dare argue against the Lionhearts—it

"A billion."

a voice suddenly

portly middle-aged man sitting near Sif, holding up his

Naturally, it was Trevor.

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