Chapter 221

There was a time abroad when someone had been willing to put down a billion dollars, desperate to acquire a single Vitaflux pill, and still came up empty- handed.

Money alone couldn't buy this drug; anyone who managed to get their hands on it had to have extraordinary connections or access to exclusive channels.

Just this fact alone made the atmosphere in the room shift dramatically. The guests' attitudes toward Citrine underwent a complete turnaround.

Even if they couldn't win her favor, no one wanted to risk offending Ms. Carmichael. The resources and connections she possessed could mean the difference between life and death in a crisis.

Everyone present was wealthy and influential, and when Citrine announced she would be auctioning off the pill, excitement rippled through the crowd.

For some, this was a life-saving chance; a precious cure for a sick loved one. For others, it was the promise of longevity-something priceless to bring home to an aging parent or grandparent, even if their family was in perfect health.

No one was immune to temptation.

Under dozens of hopeful, burning gazes, Citrine parted her lips and spoke, "Starting bid: five hundred million."

Vitaflux was legendary, nearly impossible to obtain, and no one dared haggle. In fact, no one even thought the price unreasonable. To them, the mere fact this miracle drug was being auctioned tonight made them feel like fortune's favorite.

words before the

called an elderly gentleman in

voice chimed

"Seven hundred million."

"Eight hundred million."

after another, voices overlapping,

Carmichael, Raymond's father, stood at the heart

quiet,

higher, Elbert's face grew paler, regret flickering in

needed that pill-needed it desperately. He couldn't let anyone else walk away

Elbert pushed his

glanced at Citrine, whose expression was cool and unyielding, then turned to

about earlier-I misunderstood your granddaughter," he said, voice tinged with remorse. If he'd known what kind of treasure she intended to give him, he would

looked at Weston, hope shining

"If

know it was a misunderstanding, then you should apologize to Citrine," Weston replied with a cold snort, refusing to meet

He was still reeling from the shock of seeing his own granddaughter so casually produce a Vitaflux pill, and now

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