Trevor was certainly not afraid since Frank was backing him up.

While he would give Sif and her widespread connections a wide berth on any other day, things were different now—seated beside him was the only son of Godwin Lawrence, Lord of the Southern Woods.

Who were the Lionhearts in comparison?

"Fine. If that's your game, I'll play along!"

Sif sneered, repressing her rage as she raised her paddle. "Bid, 2 billion!"

The hall was left in an uproar at the number Sif shouted.

As expected of the Lionhearts and their deep pockets—they could shout such an astronomical number without batting an eye!

"Ms. Lionheart has called 2 billion!" Jenny exclaimed cheerfully on stage.

glanced at Frank, urging him to raise Sif

bidding—don't

as he raised his paddle. "2.1

and raised hers too. "2.5 billion! Go on, challenge my coffers. I

could tell that her ire was stoked, given the

billion." Trevor kept bidding, knowing how important the Hyperion

childish—he was simply bent on getting

announced, her

as she had all the money in the world, and she was

"3.1 b—"

to raise his paddle when Frank put a hand on

looked on in confusion, he shook his head.

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