Chapter 170
Chapter 170
“Logan, the current head of the Victor family in the West.”
Miranda seemed unfazed by the name. But Jasper’s reaction was quite the opposite.
“Holy crap! Him? The guy who sends shivers down the spine of both the underworld and the law, and climbed to power over a mountain of his family’s bodies?”
Miranda had no memory of this person’s identity, so she didn’t really feel anything. But she did get the idea that he must be a pretty dangerous guy.
Jasper, on the other hand, had heard plenty of stories about him.
The Victor family was the underground king, with roots tracing all the way back to ancient times, when they established their own shadowy empire. It had been passed down through generations, each successor surviving a bloody baptism of sorts. So this Logan was clearly a force to be reckoned with, having risen to the top over countless corpses.
But such a ruthless figure had faced a financial setback in Ardenza today. Jasper couldn’t help but feel amused at the thought.
Meanwhile, the auction had wrapped up.
Miranda was ready to leave. Since she didn’t get what she wanted, she had no reason to stick around. Although, if it hadn’t been for this guy messing up her original plan, she might have found another way to get that gemstone from Logan.
As she turned to leave, Jasper tried to catch up with her, but he barely turned around before he was tripped up and hit the ground.
“Whoa, damn!”
Jasper ended up sprawling out on the floor. He hadn’t even picked himself up when he saw the pair of military boots that had tripped him.
He grimaced and snapped briefly, “Hey, don’t push it!”
“Hmph.”
A cold snort shut Jasper up. This guy… why wasn’t he this tough in front of Miranda?
Not that Jasper was really scared of him. They’d been like this since they were kids, so he was used to the rough treatment. Even if he got roughed up, he didn’t really mind.
Outside the auction house, a black Rolls–Royce was parked, followed closely by a nondescript black sedan, like guards tailing behind the luxurious car.
“Are we giving up on the gemstone?” someone beside him asked.
Logan’s gaze was icy as he looked towards the auction house, his deep voice resonating softly. “Moving funds is a hassle.”
This country was known for its strict controls on everything, even the flow of money. Despite having substantial accounts in banks worldwide, transferring funds here was a pain. Plus, it was the only place with a strict no–gun policy – they couldn’t operate as freely as elsewhere.
So he preferred not to stir up trouble.
“More troublesome is that man,” he said in a low voice.
“The one who was bidding against you?” his subordinate asked quietly.
Logan closed his eyes and replied coldly, “He’s military.”
He had dealt with military forces from various countries, and the soldiers here had a unique quality that stood
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out to him immediately, even though they didn’t look the part.
Although he couldn’t be entirely sure, even a sixty percent chance was enough for him to avoid trouble here. If the man really was military, then he might be here because he was targeted.
As for the gemstone, there were other ways to acquire it.
But more intriguing than that was the girl’s words. How did she know? And she seemed to recognize the value of the gemstone instantly.
He had a top–notch appraiser with him, which was how he knew the gemstone was extraordinary.
