The Woman From Hell

The day of the bidding had come.

As I was the representative, I was seated in the front, while Shannon and Tyler were behind me.

Silas was just three seats away from me, and he looked confident as usual.

Yet it was this confidence that annoyed me a little.

Silas smiled at me like he was provoking me. "President Lane, you're early today."

In an attempt to gauge his thoughts, I asked back deliberately, "Aren't you early too, Chairman Yard? From the looks of you, you look like you're determined to win the development rights to North Courts?" "Who knows? I resign myself to fate today." Silas sighed in response and shrugged his shoulders.

I was confused when I heard that. He did not seem like someone who would say something like that, so there must be a deeper meaning behind it.

I turned back to look at Shannon and Tyler who were behind me. Why was Marius not here yet?

"Where's Marius?" I asked ShannonNôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

She tapped on her cell phone and replied, "I tried calling him, but no one answered. Perhaps he's on his way now."

"Alright." I nodded.

I lowered my head, trying to appear calm despite feeling anxious inside.

Meanwhile, the host was already giving the opening speech on stage. I registered not a single word, however. I could not help looking back repeatedly at the entrance to check for Marius' arrival. Silas' gaze landed on me from time to time. His stare and fearless expression put me even more on edge.

All of a sudden, the phone in my grasp vibrated, and I hurriedly answered it with the Bluetooth headset I had on. Right at that moment, the host began announcing the reserve price for North Courts on stage.

His announcement rang through the speaker, "The reserved price is 50 million, and the minimum increase is 500,000. The bidding starts now."

"Has the auction started?" Marius' question sounded through the earpiece.

"Yes, when will you be coming over?" I nodded in confirmation and asked.

Marius did not answer the question. He derailed the topic and advised, "Wanda, I think you really should consider carefully whether you want to make this bet." "What are you saying?"

I was feeling increasingly unconfident when I heard Marius's tone. He sighed and said, "I trust you'll understand soon." Then, the call ended.

"Marius? Marius?" I could not believe he hung up on me right away. With his words lingering in my mind, t tried my best to pretend to be calm. At that instant, I heard Silas bid, "80 million." en FindNovel

"90 million," I followed up quickly.

"95 million." Silas followed up indifferently. I could not compare to his inherently majestic aura and profound thoughts.

Feeling even more nervous, I glared at him and continued to bid loudly, "100 million."

This price marked the climax of the auction, and even the host on stage got a little excited.

"100 million! Green Orange has bid 100 million. Does anyone else want to bid?" His delighted voice sounded again.

"130 million." Silas bid again as he pierced me with his glare.

Without any hesitation, I called out my bid recklessly, "140 million."

Seeing how things had changed, Silas sneered and announced light-heartedly, "170 million."

He was composed whereas I was completely unsettled at the moment.

What Marius said last night and through the call just now continued to repeat in my mind.

While I was having a dilemma, the host began to count down, "170 million going once, 170 million going twice."

I knew I had to take a chance.

"190 million!" I shouted, determined to win.

Silas responded to my bid with

applause His gaze remained on me, but he did not proceed to counter my bid. His smile was

congratulatory as if acknowledging my victory for the bid.

"190 million going thrice. Congratulations to Green Orange for winning the development rights to the North Courts' land!"

I shut my eyes.

I had lost, clearly.

After taking a deep breath, I stood

up and turned to face Shannon and Tyler. There were no changes in their expression. As I glanced toward the door again, I finally caught sight of Marius.

Both of us slowly approached each other.

"Why?" I asked him weakly, "Why did you betray me?"