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.

urging him to raise Sif

Keep bidding—don't lose

Trevor snorted as he

sneered and raised hers too. "2.5 billion! Go

could tell that her ire was stoked, given the

how important the Hyperion Root

was not just being childish—he was simply bent on

announced,

the money in the world, and she was

"3.1 b—"

was about to raise his paddle when Frank put a hand on his

in confusion, he shook his head. "Forget

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