The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

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…

Leah’s voice trembled with urgency. She had assumed

each new figure more dizzying

months, the Lyhaton Summit will be held. Do you not want to use Andromache’s connections to push the

fingers tightening around the bidding paddle as tension coiled in his

weighed his next move. Then, his

of his bid had even faded, Zeke’s voice shot through the room

Heads swiveled, stunned murmurs filled the air—one hundred million was already an

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stomach dropped. His fingers stiffened against the paddle as his gaze snapped to the source.

quiet despair flickered in Leah’s eyes. She knew Bruce would not push further. Not at

meant they had lost the

voice shattered her thoughts.