Flora glanced at the scene. "Is there any bidder who'd like to raise the bid?"
Dale wanted to raise his placard, but the person next to him pressed his hand down. "Give it a serious thought, Mr. Dale! We can't afford 30 million dollars. He's filthy rich. We should give up on this. It's just a woman. If you want to have her, we can figure out something else."
"Fine." Dale had no other choice despite his sense of competitiveness.
A man's best asset was his own capability.
Ethan remained in his position with his legs crossed and his chin resting on his palm. He sat like a boss.
Flora wanted to turn him into a laughingstock, but she became one instead.
"30 million dollars, once. 30 million dollars, twice. 30 million dollars, thrice … The lot is knocked down at 30 million dollars!" she announced the result reluctantly.
She didn't expect that man to be able to pay such a high price.
Ethan stood up, looking at Flora as though he was looking at a clown. "Can I take her away now?"
Kelvin and the others would arrive half an hour later. Even if Flora had something up her sleeve, Ethan would be able to put up with it.
There was nothing Flora could do for now. There were so many watchful eyes. Taking her words back was tantamount to breaking the rules.
Even though it was an underhanded business, rules were rules.
If she broke these people's trust, who else would come for a deal?
Besides, she was only a manager. If things got out of control, her boss would punish her once he found out about it.
She wanted to take revenge on Ethan, but now wasn't the time.
She faked a smile. "Be my guest."
He strode toward the stage, reaching out his palm at Flora. "Keys."
She maintained the smile and gave him the keys despite her reluctance.
Never before had she imagined this man to have such a strong background!
He paid 30 million dollars like it was nothing.
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