The girl remained languid and utterly unfazed.
After realizing her bidding console was completely dead,
She simply leaned back into her chair.
Faced with Sebastian's taunting stare, she merely curved her crimson lips into a faint, enigmatic smirk.
"Oh, playing dirty?"
She spoke slowly, her voice relaxed. "The Doyles really are sore losers."
"This trick is so pathetic it's actually funny."
Nicholas popped a peeled grape into Serena's mouth and chuckled along. "Child's play."
He leaned in, looking like a puppy asking for a reward. "Serena, want me to just nuke their backend servers? Let's see how much they can bounce around after that."
"No need for all that trouble." Serena took the grape and casually pulled out her phone. "Since he wants to play this game, I'll play it with him."
Smirking, her slender fingers began tapping lazily across the screen.
Her aura was completely relaxed.
Her fingers flew in a blur.
In Sebastian's eyes, this looked like Serena yielding.
She had finally hit a wall.
Wasn't she acting high and mighty just a moment ago?
Challenging the Doyle family on their own turf.
Even the mercenaries they hired hadn't scared her.
So, what now?
Where was that arrogance? Where was that wild pride?
He hoped this little girl was savoring her total helplessness.
Sebastian absolutely loved the feeling of playing God with people's lives.
Especially when his prey was a thorny, exquisite little rose. It was his absolute favorite.
He lifted his glass, swirled the wine, and prepared to down it in celebration of capturing yet another prize.
*BZZZT—*
Suddenly, an ear-piercing screech of static ripped through the venue.
The agonizing sound forced everyone to grimace and cover their ears in pain.
Immediately after.
*Click!*
The massive screen, which had been rapidly cycling through numbers, instantly blacked out.

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