It was Serena's seat.
The girl sat languidly, one hand resting casually on the bidding console in front of her.
Unlike every other device in the room,
Hers glowed with a bright green indicator light.
The two-dollar bid.
It was hers!
Two dollars for a piece of Astral Titanium that had just been hovering near 5.3 billion?
The scene was...
So absurd it was comical.
The rest of the guests were completely dumbfounded, frozen in their seats.
They had attended countless high-stakes auctions in their lifetimes.
They had witnessed billionaires throwing down billions of dollars.
They had seen lucky bastards walk away with priceless steals for a few hundred.
But two dollars?
For Astral Titanium?
It was completely unheard of!
When Arthur saw her, his face turned a violent shade of purple. Abandoning any semblance of dignity, he stormed straight toward her. "You?! It's you again!"
"Who sent you?! Did you come here specifically to sabotage the Doyle family?!"
"Ruining our auction over and over again—what exactly is your goal?!"
"I will have the cops drag you out of here right now!"
Every single bidding device in the room was dead.
Only hers was active.
It didn't take a genius to figure out who crashed the system.
Serena lazily lifted her gaze, her eyes serene and completely unbothered beneath her mask.
She crossed her arms, leaning into her chair with absolute ease.
"Sabotage?"
Arthur froze, then whipped his head around to glare at his son.
"Sebastian, what did you do?" Arthur demanded coldly.
But Sebastian just sat there, completely ignoring his father.
He kept his eyes glued to Serena.
He pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, his face flush with manic excitement. "How did you do it?"
He only cared about the answer to his question.
His gaze clung to her like glue, trying to pierce through her mask and see the face hiding underneath.
"For this auction, all of our protocols were built to top-tier global standards. We installed a triple-layer firewall. Not even the Hacker Alliance could break through our defenses."
Serena let out a mocking laugh. "And?"
"You think that firewall was actually good?"
She smiled.
It was a breathtakingly arrogant, domineering smile. "I don't mind playing games, Sebastian. But when it comes to playing with me... you're simply not qualified."

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