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Larissa's Game of Thrones (Larissa) novel Chapter 313

“Two million.”

The woman’s eyes flew open, staring in shock at Larissa’s suite. She couldn’t believe it—the heiress had jumped straight to two million.

Garrick was furious. His annual expenses were strictly managed, capped at five million, with a maximum of two million allocated for women. This was just a stupid pendant! The designer might be famous, but the materials weren’t that valuable. A million was already far above its worth as the opening item. And now Larissa had offered two million. Was she insane?

The auctioneer banged his gavel again.

“Two million, going once!”

“Two million, going twice!”

Garrick gritted his teeth. He could lose to anyone, but not to Larissa, not after she had just publicly challenged him.

“Two million one hundred thousand!” he snapped, breaking his own rule.

A moment later, Larissa’s crisp voice came through the sound system again.

“Two million five hundred thousand.”

After placing her bid, she added a taunt, “Garrick, don’t bother competing with those pitifully small increments. It’s embarrassing.”

“Shut up! I have plenty of money!” Garrick retorted, his face red with anger. “Two million eight hundred thousand!”

Larissa immediately countered, “Three million!”

Garrick hesitated, glancing at the beautiful face of the woman beside him.

“Three million five hundred thousand!” he shouted, feeling his heart ache with every word. That kind of money could have bought him three other women in the past.

The woman’s initial hope turned back to dread. She hadn’t expected Garrick’s pride to push the price so high. Would the heiress continue to bid against him? Or had she achieved her goal of making him overspend and was now ready to back down?

The number sent a shockwave through the room.

“Honestly, three and a half million was already a steep overpayment. Five million for a pendant is just foolish!” someone murmured.

“Does the true Judson heiress think the family fortune is already hers? Why is she throwing money around like it’s nothing?”

Even Avril was surprised. “Larissa, I thought you were just trying to make him overspend. You actually want it? Isn’t five million a bit too much?”

“It’s fine,” Larissa said breezily. “I like the pendant, so to me, it’s worth five million. Plus, I get to slap Garrick in the face. It’s a win-win.”

Garrick knew he couldn’t possibly bid any higher for a simple piece of jewelry. He switched on his microphone to jeer, “Fine, Larissa! You can be the fool who overpays!”

“Don’t you mean you’re too broke to keep bidding, Garrick?” Larissa shot back. “If you can’t afford to play, then don’t. It’s pathetic that you’re even sitting in a private suite with the rest of us. You’re dragging us all down.”

She then turned her attention backstage, her voice ringing out, “Mr. Lawson, next time, please don’t let someone who can’t even scrape together ten million sit in the VIP section. It cheapens the reputation of Regal City’s finest auction house.”

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