Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Chapter 0673

The auctioneer initially thought starting the bid at zero would ignite a frenzy in the auction room, given that this was a plot of land worth over 100 million dollars.

But the moment he announced the starting price, the entire venue fell into an eerie silence.

With Nicholas present, no one dared to covet the land. Yet, the two individuals beside him his ex-wife and his former trusted secretary-left everyone guessing which side he would take. The crowd sharpened their gaze, ready to enjoy the spectacle.

The auctioneer, sweating profusely, banged his gavel heavily and called out again, "Starting price, zero dollars! Bidding is now open! Please make your offer."

Beth maintained a composed posture, showing no intention of bidding. Seeing this, I prepared to raise my paddle.

But before I could, Nicholas reached out and firmly grasped my hand. In the next moment, guided by his movement, my hand was lifted high into the air, drawing everyone's attention. With a faint smile, Nicholas enunciated, "100 thousand."

The room fell silent for a full ten seconds before someone in the back burst into laughter, triggering a wave of laughter throughout the venue.

"Please maintain order! Please stay quiet!"

The auctioneer, who usually cherished his gavel, now banged on anything within reach, disregarding decorum. If the land were sold for 100 thousand dollars today, it would be a humiliating stain on his career.

on the final sale price of their lots. If word of this event spread, his career might very well come to

finally quieted, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked cautiously, "Mr. Hawk, did you

Nicholas calmly repeated words similar to Beth's earlier. "This land originally belonged to the Jones family. I'm only willing to bid 100 thousand for it-not

firmly conveyed his stance. The spectators, who had

and declared that

he said not a cent more, it meant no one should dare to outbid, not even by

would

and in the front row, Nelson was so infuriated he was pounding his chest, causing a noticeable

seized the opportunity to remind the auctioneer, "Aren't you going to

himself to speak, announced, "100 thousand dollars,

someone shouted to add fuel to

thousand dollars, going

onto my hand, leaning in slightly as he whispered, "I said I'd

gentle

I tried

away, but his