Dale was known to be a playboy. His strong background gave him more reason to be one.
Ethan didn't want to cross the Kingstons. Once things got out of control, Old Mr. Kingston would be a pain in the ass for him.
Dale was the only person competing against Ethan. The price to remove Olivia's mask had reached up to four million dollars.
Even Dale himself found it ridiculous. Frustrated, he asked, "Who's that fool competing against me?"
"We've looked into it, Mr. Dale. But we don't know who he is. He's mysterious. See how he bids a price as soon as you raise the bid? I think he's determined to win this round. Why don't we leave it at that and focus on the next round?"
Dale snorted coldly. "Fine. Seems like I got a great deal for nothing. Let's see if that woman is worth four million dollars. If not, I bet he'll be infuriated."
The bid ended with four million dollars. Everyone wished to know who spent so much money for a mere kiss.
Some of them even doubted if the bidder could pay that much. Yet, unbeknownst to others, Ethan wrote a check right on the spot.
Flora glanced at the unfazed Ethan, thinking, "As I expected, he's poor. Forget about four million, I doubt he can even cough up one million dollars."
If that event came to pass, he could only witness his woman getting trampled by another man.
Flora wondered if he regretted rejecting her.
Had he not rejected the offer, she wouldn't have taken things this far.
"He had this coming!" she concluded in her head.
Meanwhile, the dizzy Olivia was aware of the situation. She looked at the stranger, who was invited onstage.
Her feeble body began retreating, causing the silver chains to rattle.
"No! Get away from me!"
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