Chapter 223

Several guests just couldn't help themselves-they grumbled about Elbert, if only to themselves.

"Elbert must be kicking himself now. That miracle medicine was practically handed to him, and now he couldn't buy it back if he begged."

"If I missed out on a fortune like that, I'd be crying my eyes out."

"He always seemed so shrewd. Who'd have thought he'd be such a fool, tossing away a priceless treasure like that?"

...

Tonight, everyone had their sights set on the pill in Citrine's hands. The last thing anyone wanted was another bidder thrown into the mix-especially not Elbert. Competition was already fierce enough. No one wanted to see their odds shrink for no reason at all.

Someone, worried that Citrine might go soft, piped up, "Ms. Carmichael, Elbert turned down your offer before. Please, don't let him join the bidding now."

"That's right, Ms. Carmichael, don't let your heart get the better of you," another chimed in.

...

With a sigh, she looked at the crowd, held up four fingers, and promised, "I won't let Elbert participate in the auction. You have my

her assurance, the guests finally relaxed. The bidding erupted with renewed

able to stand. If not for his grandson and granddaughter at his side, he might have collapsed

star of a cutthroat auction-had originally been meant as a birthday

the miracle medicine

war grew heated until, at last, an elderly gentleman snatched up the Vitaflux with a winning bid of 1.5

was over, Citrine, glowing with satisfaction,

know was that, as soon as she and Weston left, the rest of

tonight, it was obvious to everyone that Citrine and

rare as Vitaflux was far more valuable than Elbert. In their world, power and influence always won out-alliances shifted with the winds of opportunity. Citrine was the better bet, and everyone knew it. After

Citrine's smile

was practically giddy-she'd just made

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