The Mark He Bit Into Me novel Chapter 124

Chapter 3

The crowd let out a collective sigh of relief.

“I knew it. How could Ethan possibly be short on money? He just didn’t want to be played like that.”

“Exactly. It’s easy to talk about tens of millions, but putting up the cash is another story.”

“Right, verification! Let’s see it!”

“She dares ask for a verification? Who else but Ethan would spend tens of millions on a necklace

worth three at most?”

All eyes turned toward the auctioneer, pressing him to speak.

“Come on, demand a verification from the other party! Let’s see if she dares to go through with it!

Under everyone’s watchful gaze, the auctioneer looked visibly uncomfortable.

“Actually… during the last round, the guest in the second-floor suite already requested a fund

verification.”

The room erupted.

“She had the guts to initiate it herself?”

“Did I hear that right? She actually questioned whether Ethan had the money?”

“She’s really out here trying to flip the whole damn table-does she even realize she’s way out of her league?

Ethan flung out a black card, his voice sharp as ice. “Verify it.”

“She’d better pray she can walk out of here in one piece today.”

Five minutes later, the client manager returned, handing the card to me with both hands, then quietly shut the door.

Downstairs, the person in charge was sweating profusely as he tried swiping the card again and

again. His voice trembled. “Mr. Grant… it looks like your card has been frozen…”

I watched Ethan’s face shift-from startled, to stunned, to absolutely livid.

He started dialing one number after another, but everyone at the company had already received my instructions. They danced around him with polite evasions, blocking him at every turn.

Their tone stayed respectful, but when it came to money? Not a single cent.

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Under the hesitant gaze of the manager, Ethan’s face turned darker by the second.

People outside, seeing no movement from Suite Eight, began whispering curiously.

“What’s going on? The other party already passed verification. Why is Ethan’s side still stuck?”

“No way… he’s not actually broke, is he?”

Someone muttered again, but this time, fewer dared to laugh.

I looked toward the box. Ethan took a deep breath, adjusted his expression, then picked up his phone again.

A moment later, my phone rang with a familiar ringtone.

It was Ethan.

“Babe,” he said, still putting on that affectionate, tender tone.

“There’s a business deal here in France that needs some urgent funding. Can you transfer sixty million to me?”

His manner was smooth, his face calm. Clearly, this wasn’t the first time he’d used my money to fund his little side projects.

When I didn’t respond right away, a flicker of impatience flashed in his eyes, though his tone

softened.

“I just want to ease some of your burden. I didn’t expect things to be so complicated over here.”

I ignored the bait and instead asked, “You made it to the hotel? Send me a photo.”

He paused for a moment, then took a few minutes to send one over.

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