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.

her words before the first bid

an elderly gentleman in

voice chimed

"Seven hundred million."

"Eight hundred million."

voices overlapping, filling

Raymond's father, stood at the heart of the

contrast, Elbert was left in a pocket of quiet, with only his

the numbers soared ever higher, Elbert's face

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

pushed his way

whose expression was cool and unyielding, then turned to

your granddaughter," he said, voice tinged with remorse. If he'd known what kind of treasure she intended to give

gnawed at Elbert as he looked at Weston, hope shining in his eyes, silently pleading for

"If

should apologize to Citrine," Weston replied with a cold

his face drawn. He was still reeling from the shock of seeing his own

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