Sebastian's face stiffened, his expression growing even more obsessive.
The way he stared at Serena was like a viper flicking its tongue.
This girl...
She was wildly thrilling!
Arrogant beyond belief.
He wanted nothing more than to break her and conquer her.
To see this fierce girl completely submissive at his mercy!
The sheer thought of it was wildly stimulating!
But his twisted fantasy was instantly interrupted by a towering figure stepping into his line of sight.
The man in the black suit and black angel mask positioned himself directly in front of the girl.
He completely blocked Sebastian's invasive stare.
Beneath the black angel mask, the man's deep eyes were like frozen glaciers, piercing and bone-chillingly cold.
Under the weight of that glare,
Even someone as dark and depraved as Sebastian
Couldn't help but feel a freezing dread, as if he had been plunged into a vat of liquid nitrogen.
He frowned deeply, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.
That man... was supposedly just a model. How could he exude such a terrifying aura?
Meanwhile,
Serena had already turned her lazy, sweeping gaze toward the rest of the guests. "Are there any counterbids?"
"If not, the Astral Titanium is mine for two dollars."
The entire venue was dead silent.
Counterbid?
They wanted to! They were dying to snatch it!
But their consoles were dead. How could they bid?
Even the auctioneer stood frozen on stage, his gavel hovering awkwardly in mid-air.
How was he supposed to hammer this in?
An item that started at five hundred million and climbed to 5.2 billion had just been reduced to two dollars.
How could he possibly finalize a two-dollar sale?
This was definitively the most absurd, unsolvable auction of his entire career!

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