From Betrayed Luna to Wolf Queen (Lillian) novel Chapter 213

er 212 Bidding War

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Almost immediately, paddles went up around the room. Many attendees had come tonight for this very lot.

“One hundred ten million!”

“One hundred fifteen!”

“One hundred twenty…”

It was clear everyone present was either wealthy, influential, or both.

Eleanor raised her paddle and called out, “One hundred thirty million“-jumping the bid by ten million at once.

Even then, the bidding continued briskly.

Watching Eleanor spend so freely, Lillian allowed herself a faint smile.

Hypocritical as the woman might be, the fact that she was willing to drop over a hundred million on Iris meant Iris had truly earned her place.

She had certainly landed on her feet by joining the Graves Pack.

Eleanor had hoped this auction would help them save face.

That plan, it seemed, was doomed from the start.

Lillian bid two hundred million. Still, others tried to push higher–until Finn rose to his feet.

The host promptly handed him the microphone.

Finn swept his razor–sharp gaze across the room. “Two hundred million. Does anyone wish to continue?”

The threat in his tone and the warning in his eyes burned hot with one goal alone: to claim the blue diamond.

Every potential bidder still considering a raise fell into stiff silence.

Eleanor’s heart hammered hard against her ribs. She shot Lillian a venomous look.

Two hundred million. The nerve of that woman!

The compensation the Graves Pack owed her hadn’t even cleared yet–where did she get that kind of money?

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Chapter 212 Bidding War

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She hadn’t even received the funds, and already she was throwing around millions on jewelry.

Would she even know how to wear something like that? And here she was, ready to waste two hundred million on it.

Julian’s anger, too, was reaching a breaking point.

Just as the auctioneer noted the silence and lifted his own microphone. “Two hundred million, going once… Going twice—”

Then a cold, male voice cut through the quiet hall. “Two hundred ten million.”

It was Julian. He had raised the bid.

His stare was icy, dangerous, fixed on the cool profile of Lillian’s face.

But the moment his paddle went up, Lillian didn’t so much as glance his way.

Lightly, almost casually, she said, “Three hundred million.”

A collective gasp rippled through the room.

All eyes darted between Julian–the Alpha known to everyone in Gilneas City–Finn, and Lillian.

The tension in the air was unmistakable, so thick it felt difficult to breathe.

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