"Please be understanding."

And with a polite nod, Jenny left without looking back.

Sif was left standing there, shaking with rage.

It was the most terrible day for her, ever!

She paid a whopping grand total of 5.5 billion dollars for two pieces of junk. And worst of all, every bigwig attending the auction had seen the vindictive side of the Lionhearts, and as word soon spread, it would soon become the image everyone had of them.

Forget Norsedam—even the main branch of the family in Morhen would be affected!

"Bastard..."

her

smiled savagely—since she had already messed up anyway, she just had to

pocket. It was Frank's fault for messing with her, and if not for that little speech he made, the situation would

some local hick—she could make him wish he was dead even if he was Birthright rank, just

Sif whipped out her phone and dialed

had just arrived at the parking lot

despicable she could give up on all manner of integrity and wanted Frank's treasure

efficiency, not to mention droves of martial elites under their command—even the one watching Frank now was

clear that the Lionhearts had done their fair share of plunder and pillaging too, or their

quietly

caught off guard and

since Birthright rank elites had their ways

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