Chapter 825:

His voice, low and rich, carried a trace of playful arrogance, the warmth of his breath sending a shiver down her spine.

She had the sudden urge to rub her ear, but before she could, Nate caught her hand, intertwining their fingers. Corrine glanced down at their linked hands, her smile deepening.

Then, Zeke’s voice rang out once more. “Sixty million.”

Bruce felt as though a thunderbolt had struck him. His breath hitched, his grip tightening involuntarily.

Sixty million. This number far exceeded his calculations.

But…

set, how will you ever get Andromache’s help?” Leah’s voice trembled with urgency. She had assumed that with Corrine out of the running, their path would be clear. She had not anticipated Zeke and Nate turning this

escalated beyond reason, each new figure

“Bruce, in two months, the Lyhaton Summit

around the bidding paddle

his next move. Then,

had even faded, Zeke’s voice

gasp rippled through the crowd. Heads swiveled, stunned murmurs filled the air—one hundred million was already an astronomical figure. But

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paddle as

flickered in Leah’s eyes. She knew Bruce would not push further.

meant they had lost the

tightened, breath hitching—until Bruce’s voice shattered her thoughts. “Two hundred and

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