Chapter 168
After the other bidder casually threw out a five–million offer, Miranda decided not to counter.
Jasper noticed Miranda backing down and felt a twinge of defeat, so he offered, “I’ve got some cash. I can lend you some.”
Miranda was a tad surprised. “You’re quite the stand–up guy.”
Jasper beamed at the compliment. “Of course I am.”
“Six million,” another man’s voice rang out, and he sauntered over to Miranda, forcing Jasper aside.
The moment he was beside her, the familiar scent told Miranda exactly who it was without even needing to turn.
“Hey, watch it…” Jasper started to protest, but swallowed his words once he saw the newcomer. Even with a mask on, Jasper would recognize him anywhere.
“Seven million,” the other bidder continued.
“Eight million.”
“Night million.”
“Ten million,” he paused and added, “In A coin.”
The auction room buzzed with astonishment. A whopping ten million in A coin! That currency was worth five times the auction’s standard currency! So, essentially, fifty million!
Spending fifty million on a seemingly ordinary and potentially worthless piece of jade? That was a surefire way to lose money!
Did they squander it away just for fun? Who was this guy? Some kind of wealthy baby with too much cash to burn?
But some started to scrutinize the stone more closely to comprehend why it was worth that huge amount, wondering if they had missed something significant about its value.
Miranda was equally shocked. She blurted out, “Do you have a gold mine at home?”
His voice was deep. “Yeah.”
Miranda was left speechless. Clearly, she was thinking too small. When would she ever be on par with someone as wealthy as an oil tycoon?
Meanwhile, the man in the black suit exchanged a glance with him. Then looking away, he coolly remarked, “Very well, a gentleman does not covet what others desire.”
His pronunciation was flawless, without a hint of an accent that spoke he was from another country.
“The highest bidder wins,” he replied evenly. “Excuses just sound ridiculous.”
His meaning was clear – he didn’t buy into the suit man’s gentlemanly talk. This was an auction; the highest offer won. The whole “gentlemanly” comment sounded more like a cop–out.
If he wanted it, he needed pay up, instead of taking excuses.
He was calling out the suit man and dismissing his pretense. Miranda curled her lips upward, enjoying the show.
The suit man’s eyes flashed with a cold glint, his stare icy.
“You’re not one for pleasantries, are you?”
“Depends on the person,” came the cool, confident reply from behind the mask.
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Despite his intimidating presence, the suit man didn’t offer more. And no one else dared to bid.
The stone sold for a staggering fifty million. It was the highest bid of the auction.
The man in the suit didn’t hang about. As soon as the auction for the stone concluded, he turned and left with
his entourage.
