NovelUSAChapter 517 The sudden voice caught everyone off guard, and all eyes turned to the second floor.
A tall man leaned nonchalantly against the upstairs banister, his elegant fingers resting casually on the polished rail. Even with his detached expression, there was no hiding his air of authority and privilege.
Not recognizing the newcomer, several heads swiveled toward Mamie. "Mamie, who's that?" Mamie spoke up, "That's Sebastian Vesper, Chairman of the Stellaris Group." Someone swallowed hard, disbelief clear in his tone. "Wait, you mean *the* Stellaris Group? As in, the head of Shadow Syndicate?" Mamie nodded. "That's right." "Unbelievable! I can't believe he's actually here." "I've only ever heard about him in rumors," someone else whispered. "This is the first tI've ever seen President Vesper in person." "Tonight is worth it," another murmured. "President Carmichael, President Vesper, and Ms. Glenwood-the woman who developed the NecroBlitz Tablets. Honestly, just getting in good with any one of them would be a win." Someone, still reeling, eyed Mamie and couldn't help but ask, "Mamie, you actually know President Vesper?" Mamie shook her head. "Not really. His secretary reached out and asked if President Vesper could attend, so I sent an invitation." She couldn't imagine ever being in direct contact with a man like him otherwise.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMeanwhile, Kali and Theo stared at Sebastian, astonished.
Kali muttered, "Isn't that Sebastian? What's he doing here? Since when did he becChairman of Stellaris Group?" Theo shook his head in disbelief. "No way Sebastian's the Chairman. That's impossible." Though both were baffled, they kept their thoughts to themselves.
For a long moment, no one dared to raise their paddle.
This was Sebastian Vesper's first public appearance, but his reputation preceded him. Everyone wanted the NecroBlitz Tablets, but nobody was foolish enough to cross someone of his stature. Besides, he'd already driven the bidding sky-high, well beyond what most of them could afford. Even if they wanted to compete, they simply couldn't.
The auctioneer cleared his throat. "Fifty billion, going once, fifty-" He didn't get to finish.
A voice rang out from the main floor. "One hundred billion!" It was Citrine The moment she met Sebastian's gaze, she knew he was in control this time-the dominant personality. And if he was calling the shots then the score from the fast encounter, when she'd been thrown into a piranha tank, still needed to be settled. For once, she felt a spark of mischief. Raising her paddle, she flashed Sebastian a sly, challenging smile.
From his perch above, Sebastian's expression darkened, lips flattening, eyes chilling.
He stared down at her in silence, but even that single look was enough to send shivers through the room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCitrine, however, seemed utterly unfazed. Her smile only grew wider.
After a few seconds of this silent standoff, Sebastian raised his paddle again. "Two hundred billion." Citrine didn't hesitate. "Five hundred billion." The aide behind Sebastian felt a chill crawl up his spine. Leaning in, he whispered, "Sir, is she deliberately trying to provoke you?" Recalling their unpleasant history, Sebastian's gaze turned icy. "Hmph. Just an insolent brat. She's not even worth my time." With that, he called out, "Eight hundred billion." This time, Citrine stayed silent.
Nearly a minute ticked by. When Citrine still didn't raise her paddle, the Qm auctioneer brought the gavel down ΝΟ with a flourish and declared in a ringing voice, "NecroBlitz Tablets go to Mr. Vesper!"
At that, Citrine looked up at Sebastian with a dazzling grin and gave him a big thumbs-up. At first, Sebastian felt nothing, but seeing Citrine's exuberant
expression, an odd feeling crept over him-almost as if he'd just been m played, though he couldn't quite put his finger on why.
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