Fake Heiress Reborn Drops Masks Finds Family (Noelle and Sebastian) novel Chapter 63

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Lucas spoke up at once, “Two million!”

He doubled the price in a single move.

The auction hall fell silent.

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The Soulstone only helped with sleep, and only for a small group of people. Everyone here had come for other items. No one cared much about this stone. Now that Lucas had pushed the price so high, no one wanted to compete.

“Two million, going once. Going twice. Going three-”

The auctioneer was about to bring the gavel down.

A voice suddenly cut in, “Four million!”

The price doubled again.

Lucas’s face darkened.

He looked down.

Tarquin was sitting in a second–floor private room. The window was still open. From the third floor, they could see him clearly. Tarquin lifted the corner of his mouth in a mocking smile.

He couldn’t see Lucas, but he recognized his voice. He purposely smiled toward the direction the sound came from, full of provocation.

“Six million!” Lucas shouted.

“Eight million!” Tarquin answered right away.

Lucas was so mad that he burst into laughter. He knew Tarquin was doing this on purpose. “20 million!”

The price jumped again by a huge amount. A Soulstone that started at one million was now at 20 million. Everyone in the room sucked in a sharp breath.

Seriously?

A Soulstone was rare, for sure, but not this rare.

They thought no one would bid again. But the next second, Tarquin’s voice rang out once more. “40 million!”

Noelle frowned. Tarquin was clearly doing this on purpose.

“That jerk!”

Lucas almost laughed in anger. His voice turned cold. “50 million!”

“60 million!” Tarquin followed.

Someone in Tarquin’s room grew uneasy. “Mr. Hernandez, isn’t this too high? What if the other side stops bidding?”

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Tarquin smiled. “Impossible. I know Lucas too well. Sebastian has trouble sleeping all the time. He wants this Soulstone for him. With how much Lucas cares about Sebastian, even if I push it to 100 million, he’ll keep bidding.”

Today, if he didn’t make Lucas bleed money, he wouldn’t be Tarquin. This was payback for what happened in the restroom last time.

“70 million!”

Lucas’s voice rang out again.

Tarquin laughed smugly. “See? I told you he’d keep going.”

Then he added, “Eighty million!”

“Ninety million!” Lucas shot back.

Without a second thought, Tarquin said, “A hundred million!”

He was sure Lucas would bid again.

But what followed was a long, heavy silence.

Lucas suddenly stopped and made no sound at all.

Tarquin’s smile froze on his face.

“Mr. Hernandez,” someone whispered, “why isn’t Lucas bidding anymore? Did he give up?”

“No way!” Tarquin said, forcing himself to stay calm. “Lucas would never give up! I know him too well. And with his relationship with Sebastian, this Soulstone can cure Sebastian’s insomnia. There’s no way he’d walk away from over 100 million!”

Tarquin had made his plan. As long as Lucas raised the price one more time, he would stop bidding.

A little over 100 million dollars was enough to make Lucas bleed. That alone would satisfy him.

But Lucas didn’t bid again.

One second passed.

Two seconds passed.

Three seconds passed.

Silence.

Still silence.

Tarquin panicked.

Just then, the auctioneer spoke, “100 million dollars, going once. 100 million, going twice. 100 million-”

“Wait!” Tarquin shouted. “Lucas, you’re not bidding anymore?”

“I wanted it at first,” Lucas said lazily, a smile in his voice, “but since Mr. Hernandez wants this so badly, I’ll let you have it.”

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