Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 8 The Second Time-Unrepentant
When that price came out, the entire bar buzzed with gossip. All eyes were on them, looking at them with an expression that seemed to say ‘are you crazy?’. How could they raise the price of an item from 500,000 to 100 million? Don’t you need to cough up the money for the price you bid? Putting aside the spectators, even the battle-hardened auctioneer couldn’t help trembling. This was the most expensive item that had ever been sold at auction during his tenure.
“100 million going once… 100 million going twice…” Kate was stunned for a long while. Then, she was pulled back to the present by Camila’s actions. “Camila, do you have 100 million?” Camila replied confidently, “Nope.” Thus, Kate was both furious and anxious. “Then, why did you call out the bid?!” “Landon has it. Besides, this Wuyou San formula will be used for his great-grandpa. So, the money will come from him.” “But, Landon has left!” Camila mulled over it and agreed. After that, she turned around to look at the adorable little boy. “South, how much money do we have left?” South took a sip of his milk and calmly replied, “We definitely don’t have 100 million.” By then, Kate was so scared that she didn’t even dare to breathe. It’s 100 million! If that man refuses to increase his bid, then we have to come up with that money ourselves! Where are we going to come up with 100 million? Isn’t Camila worried?” The smile on Silas’s face was becoming wider and wider, blurring the lines between ridicule and insult. However, he did not increase his bid, and the auctioneer was calling out for the third and final time. On the other hand, Camila quietly stared up at him without giving in even an inch. Everyone could tell that these two were going up against each other. Thus, all eyes spontaneously turned toward Silas right now. One second; two seconds; three seconds… The silence in the air was so thick that one could have heard a pin drop in that room. Just when everybody thought that he wasn’t going to increase his bid anymore, that man with more money than sense lifted his sign leisurely. “110 million.” She glared at him fiercely and did not call out another bid. At the same time, she let out a breath of relief too. Then, she bent down, picked up the little guy sitting in his seat, and walked out of the bar.