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President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 289

Anything that Laura showed a trace of liking, he raised his tag right away.

The Beton Group was in real estate and construction properties, and was a national forerunner in that industry, so they had a lot of financial power.

As the only son of the Chairman, Edward naturally didn’t want for money.

Normally, when it came to chasing girls, Edward didn’t care about how much money he spent. So long as the girl was happy, he used as much as he want.

Today, though, he’d come across Max.

Everything he wanted, Max upped the ante on.

He could have taken it before, but as things went on, the prices were getting more and more insane.

As if it really was just numbers instead of actual money.

Edward had money, but money wasn’t supposed to be spent this way.

A bracelet only worth five hundred thousand was forcefully upped to thirty million by Max.

If he hadn’t known that it was Max Nixon, the renowned young punk of Eqitin, he’d have suspected he was getting scammed.

Laura was seeing that something was wrong, too. She glared at Max where he sat above them, then turned back to talk Edward out of it.

“Never mind, Edward, if Mr. Nixon wants it that badly then let him have it! We’ll take a look at what comes after.”

She didn’t understand, though, that there were some moments where a man just had to stand his ground for the woman he loved.

Edward had already started to sense that Max was only raising the stakes with him for Laura, sitting right next to his side.

After all, they weren’t seated together, but Edward’s seat was directly in front of Max and gang. He couldn’t have ignored the burning gaze on his back even if he tried.

Thoroughly provoked, Edward didn’t listen to Laura and raised the stakes.

After all, if he gave up now, that would mean admitting that he lost.

No man would give up while he could still compete.

After all, at a time like this, in their eyes they weren’t buying a bracelet. They were buying their manly pride.

Then Max gave up right after he raised the price again.

Edward froze to the spot.

What happened to their manly contest?

What’s up with the lofty Mr. Nixon stopping at thirty-five million?

He looked over in astonishment and saw Max sneering at him, mouthing two syllables exaggeratedly.

Dumbass!

“...”

Laura saw his mouth move too, her expression changing.

Even a complete moron could tell that Max was just messing with him!

Lowering her voice, she said to Edward, “That bracelet is just too expensive. He’s clearly just trying to sabotage you. Let’s stop it here!”

Edward forced a smile.

“It’s fine. You like it, right? It’ll be worth it for your smile. It’s just a bit of money. No need to care about that much.”

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