Reborn Rich: Prices Dropped, My Savings Didn't novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142: Chapter 140: No. 47

Cecilia Sterling calmly raised her fair, smooth arm, lifting the bidding paddle above her head.

The atmosphere in the auction hall instantly froze. Everyone subconsciously turned in unison toward the sound.

But when they saw that the person who called out the "two hundred thousand dollar" bid was Cecilia Sterling, their faces filled with shock and astonishment.

’Isn’t that the beautiful young woman who was turning heads in the lobby earlier?’

’The only individual bidder in the whole place, and the only one with a blue paddle!’

Unfortunately, Cecilia Sterling was wearing sunglasses that concealed her features, so no one could see her expression.

Even the auctioneer was stunned for a few seconds before managing to recover. He quickly announced, "Bidder number 47 bids two hundred thousand dollars! Do I have any other bids?"

Everyone present maintained a basic level of decorum. Although they were surprised by Cecilia Sterling’s sudden bid, no one whispered amongst themselves. Instead, they couldn’t help but grumble inwardly, exchanging puzzled glances.

’I don’t recognize this young woman. I’ve never seen her before!’

’With that kind of money, maybe she’s a proxy, a plant sent by some big-shot investor to avoid drawing attention?’

’She sat out the first five rounds, so her objective is clear. I thought this would be a showdown between the big corporations, but it looks like an unexpected challenger has just entered the ring.’

’Now this is getting interesting!’

Beyond their shock, the representatives from the other companies felt a sense of schadenfreude and settled in to watch the show.

In the past, a prime piece of land like this was always a "juicy prize" enjoyed exclusively by these major corporations. Now, someone had come to crash the party. The big companies themselves probably never expected today’s auction to take such an unexpected turn.

If this young woman could snatch this prize from right under the noses of the big corporations, it would be a truly gratifying sight!

Cecilia Sterling had no idea that in the eyes of the representatives from the small and medium-sized companies, she had become a heroic figure, an avatar of rebellion against the corporate behemoths.

Though they were complete strangers, in that moment, they were all rooting for Cecilia Sterling. They didn’t care about her background; as long as she could make the major corporations stumble and fall flat on their faces today, they would be thrilled.

The representatives from the Jennings, Myers, and Lane Groups all furrowed their brows in unison. They were all wearing earpieces, their phones already connected to voice calls.

On the other end of the lines were their companies’ senior executives, who had been monitoring the auction remotely from the start.

The representative from the Myers Group held a hand to his earpiece and reported in a low voice, "The bidding has reached our limit. Do we have any room to go higher?"

"Ten thousand is the max. Any more than that, and you pull out."

A Myers Group executive had issued the command over the call, and the representative immediately raised his paddle. "Add two thousand!"

Meanwhile, the representative from the Lane Group was also on the phone. On the other end of the line was none other than Walter Lane himself.

Walter Lane was monitoring the auction personally because this plot of land was crucial for the Lane Group. The company had already designed a new development for the site. If they could secure the land, a dedicated project team would be immediately formed to finalize and implement the plans.

The Myers Group’s decision to bid again showed they were willing to push past their initial price ceiling.

Walter Lane was prepared for this. He gave the instruction over the phone, "We can raise the limit by another twenty thousand."

Upon receiving the instruction, the representative raised his paddle. "Add two thousand!"

"Bidder number 16 bids two hundred and four thousand dollars! Any other bids?" The auctioneer’s gaze swept across the room, lingering for a moment on the Jennings Group representative and Cecilia Sterling.

He knew perfectly well that the final showdown would be between these few bidders.

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